Chapter 2 — Engaged

"Mark!" I cried out as I ran towards him. He was finally back from Germany, and I could not wait to get into his arms. He told me not to meet him at the airport, but I could not help it.

His blue eyes sparkled as he engulfed me in his muscular arms. At 6’1”, he towers over me.

"I missed you," I gushed as he kissed me on my cheeks.

"Me too.”

“So, how was your trip?" I asked, as he picked up his bag and we started to leave the airport.

"Boring and hectic. I wish Dad stopped sending me on these trips," he grumbled.

Mark is the heir of one of the biggest architecture firms; hence, he was groomed to inherit it by his Lord-of-something father.

He comes from an old family of barons. With his blue eyes, dark hair, and well-toned body, he is one of the most eligible bachelors of London. I have no idea why he fell for me. When I asked him, he said he liked my gentleness and delicate features, which was quite ironic. I could rip him apart in minutes if I wanted to. Of course, he does not know that, and I have no plans of revealing it to him…not yet.

"Did you drive?" he asked.

I nodded mischievously. That is another of our private jokes. I am an extremely fast driver. Thanks to my wolf instincts, I am used to driving rashly. I never make any mistakes, but it freaks out most of my friends, including Mark. So, I am forced to drive slow just to keep them comfortable.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you," I grinned at him.

He shook his head and loaded his bag in the trunk.

"So, what are you doing this Saturday?" he asked as he settled down on the passenger side.

"Nothing as of now," I replied as I drove out of the parking lot.

"Cool! I am taking you somewhere," he said.

"Where?"

"It's a surprise." He gave me his boyish grin.

I laughed.

On Saturday morning, as planned, Mark picked me up from my flat. It was a sunny day, one of the last ones before the advent of winter. We drove to this park with no other person in sight. It felt like we were the only people there.

I could see crystal clear water beyond the horizon and the trees swaying in the cool ocean breeze. Mark held my hand, and we turned to the right where we walked through an archway of roses.

Upon crossing the archway, I came upon the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

A white gazebo!

It was surrounded by my favorite flowers. I smiled because this scene was so beautiful.

"What is all this Mark?" I asked.

"Come on," he took my hand, and we walked inside the gazebo.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"Who wouldn't, but why?" I asked puzzled.

"Oh! Look over there!" he suddenly blurted out.

I turned but did not see anything. "I don't see anything."

"Then turn around and you will see something shiny."

Confused, I turned back to Mark. He was now on one knee and holding the most gorgeous ring I had ever seen.

That I was shocked was an understatement. My wolf shook her head in disapproval. Mark was just a distraction and a bed warmer for her. She only wanted her mate. Ignoring my wolf, I covered my mouth in surprise. He took my shaking hand and looked deep into my hazel eyes that were filled with confusion rather than joyful tears.

"Alice, from the first moment I saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I thought to myself, ‘I must get to know her more.’ I am so glad I did. You complete me in so many ways. You inspire me more than you will ever know. I love you so much. I am incomplete without you. You are my queen. And so, here I am on one knee asking for my girl's hand in marriage. Honey, will you do me the honor of being my wife? Let me be your husband."

"Damm!" I thought.

I loved Mark, but there was so much to tell him. He had no idea who or what I was.

"Mark…I…this is so sudden…" I stammered, looking for the right words.

His face fell, and I could not continue.

"You don't love me?"

"I do…I love you, Mark, but there is so much you don't know about me. I…" I was suddenly tongue-tied. "Don't you think we should wait?" I was panicking now.

"I want you just the way you are, Alice. We can spend our whole lives getting to know each other."

Mark stood up, and the way he looked at me, I felt my heart-melting. He looked miserable. His words touched my heart in more ways than one. I was not looking for a mate anyway, and Mark was simply perfect.

"Yes, I will marry you, Mark,” I said.

Mark smiled with joy. He slipped the sparkling ring on my finger. He then cupped my face and kissed me so passionately that I forgot my worries. I wrapped my arms around his masculine body. He pulled me down on the blanket where we made out underneath the gazebo for a long time.

*******

"You got engaged!" Emma shouted loud enough to force me to mute the laptop.

"Does he know what you are?" she asked.

"I was about to tell him, but..." I bit my lips nervously; I was so screwed.

"Alice, you know there is a wolf or someone out there who is your mate."

"There she goes again," I thought.

"Emma, I am 24 years old. If I had a mate, I would have found him by now. I love Mark. He is the kind of person I want to be with. I do not want to be forced into loving someone just because fate decided it. Besides, I hate those possessive Alphas. I don't think I could live like that!"

"I was not forced into loving Bobby. I do love him with all my heart," Emma grumbled.

"I am sure you do. I am not talking about you, Emma. I know what I want. I think I will be happy with Mark," I said stubbornly.

"What if you come across your mate?" Emma was still persistent.

"Then I will reject him."

"It's not that simple, Alice. Your wolf will force you to accept him. And the sex…well, you have no idea what sex with your mate feels like.” She grinned.

I smirked. "How would you know? You’ve only slept with Bobby since you turned 18!"

I was not that experienced myself. Apart from Mark, I had just one boyfriend in high school. I found out he was cheating on me the day after we did it for the first time. He would never cheat on anyone again. I made sure of that. Being a werewolf has its perks.

"I know how the mate bond works; you don't," Emma snapped back at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, you win, but can we end this conversation now?"

I knew better than to argue with a mated wolf. They were fanatically protective of their mates. I prayed that I never found my mate.