The Alpha’s Arranged Bride

Lavender’s POV

It had been two months since I last saw my family, and it felt like every corner I turned, there was something or someone that made me question, and subsequently overthink, my choice to be in this place. Being a part of this pack and being married to Caramel brought me great happiness, yet I still yearned for them, even though I acknowledged that Caramel might not share my feelings.

I did not blame him for securing the pack from intruders and ensuring that no one came in or out of the pack without his consent. That was why I held back for days, and if he had not seen me in a bad mood, maybe I would have never told him about it for fear of being turned down.

However, Caramel was open to the idea, even though I thought he would not be, and that made me remember why I loved being married to him. Those words of his immediately made me smile, and he took over my lips the moment he saw that. A few days went by, and I woke up early to carry out my morning routine so I could leave for the hospital.

Five minutes in, Caramel walked into the bathroom and wrapped his hands around my waist. I smiled at him but continued what I was doing because I was running late. I hated being late. I doubted anyone could feel angrier than me if I was late for anything.

The problem now was that Caramel did not share the same view as me at the moment, and he spun me around, taking over my lips, his hands around my body momentarily distracting me from what I had in hand. He pulled away, and I smiled.

“Preparing to leave?” he asked, and I nodded, almost heading back to what I was doing, but he stopped me.

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I smiled. “Why?” He lifted me off the ground and placed me on the counter.

“I want to show you something,” he said, holding my face, his eyes very gentle as they searched my face. It was evident that whatever he wanted to show me held great value to him. Seeing his emotional attachment, I simply nodded in understanding. “I’ll call Carol,” I told him, and he smiled, taking over my lips again, this time more passionately than the last.

He carried me off the counter, making me wrap my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck as our kiss deepened. He laid me on the bed, and his hand quickly sunk underneath my shirt, and then he squeezed my breast lightly.

“Close your eyes,” he told me, and I did so without thinking.

I sensed his movement, then the bedside drawer opening and closing. After another minute, I felt the heat of his body on me once again, and he followed it with a kiss, trailing down my neck and stopping just around my cleavage.

“Open your eyes,” he said. I did that before he helped me sit, and then handed me a box.

My eyes moved from the box in hand to the man who sat beside me before opening it. A big diamond ring sat in the middle of the box, basking in its glory. My eyes widened, and I turned to Caramel, who had a smile on his face.

I opened my mouth to speak, but the words failed to come out. Fortunately, I did not have to. “I know in the human world, rings are a symbol of marriage, and I apologize for not getting it sooner to officiate our marriage. I had the jeweler custom-make this for you, and I hope you like it,” Caramel said.

“I love it,” were the only words I could come up with at that very moment.

Caramel took the ring, and with his other hand, requested that I give him my hand. He placed a kiss on the back of my palm before slipping the ring onto my finger. It fits perfectly. Instantly, I wrapped my hand around his neck for a hug. “Thank you,” I appreciated.

He placed a kiss on my cheek with a nod. “Anything for my queen.” He kissed my hand again after I pulled away.

“I will have to leave you for some time, but don’t worry, you will not have to be bored. A few people will be here to keep you company,” he told me, placed a kiss on my forehead, then left the room, leaving me contemplating who was going to come to me.

However, I didn’t have to ponder much, as they showed up an hour later. One of the ladies came with a beautiful blue dress, and the others came to give me a full spa treatment. They gave me a massage, did pedicures and manicures with facial treatments, and many more.

I did not know what the occasion was, but with each step, I felt like a princess being pampered. I was given different snacks to eat, and I doubted I could have anything after that. Unknown to me, all they were doing was going to eat up the whole day.

When I was fully dressed and glowing, the moon was already up. I got into the car, and Caramel was already seated, which made me smile. They drove us to the woods and stopped while we walked a certain distance.

There were rose petals scattered around the floor, and just at the end of the trail, a well-decorated table sat. A maid and a guard stood at the side, waiting patiently for us. While eating, he asked, “So, how do you like my surprise?”

“You are perfect at planning surprises,” I complimented him.

The atmosphere, the decoration, everything was perfect. The one thing that felt even more perfect was the little ray of moonlight that came to the table through some spaces created by the leaves. This date was perfect.

After eating, I thought that was all, but he took me deeper into the woods. This time, we were alone. We stopped, his hands holding mine. “Lavender, I have never felt this deeply for any woman in a long time. You are a jewel in my life and will forever be. I want you to know that,” I nodded, and he continued.

“I know you know I have been holding back on certain things that are related to you, but it was only to make you acquainted with everyone in the pack and the pack be acquainted with you. I can no longer wait and so, I ask,” he knelt down on one knee, which made my eyes widen. What was he about to ask? I questioned myself.

“Will you, Lavender Flint, be my Luna?” he popped the question.

There were no words to express what I felt right now. I nodded with a smile. “Yes, Caramel Moon, I accept to be your Luna.”