Chapter 124
Chapter 124
Kane's POV
I caught my breath the moment Tessa turned around to face me.
The soft glow from the dim bedroom light hit her just right, making the fabric of the dress shimmer slightly as it hugged her curves.
She looked breathtaking— more radiant than I'd ever seen her— and it struck me all over again just how lucky I was to have her back in my life.
Her eyes met mine, a flicker of vulnerability hidden behind that shy smile. It was like seeing her truly for the first time, beyond the chaos, the war, the fear. Right then, nothing else mattered but the woman standing there, glowing in a way that made every battle scar on my soul soften.
"There’s something else… hold on.” I tell her, turning to gather the necklace from the bag I had deliberately left it in as a last surprise.
I reached into the bag, fingers curling around the small velvet box I'd tucked away earlier. "Close your eyes…" I said, voice low and steady, my heart pounding hard in my chest.
I stood up, opening the box, revealing the delicate silver necklace, turning slowly to find her eyes crunched closed.
“Okay… open them!” I announce, as her lids peel apart and she found the box I was presenting to her.
Tessa's hand flew up to her mouth, her eyes shimmering with tears that threatened to spill over. I watched every emotion flicker across her face— surprise, gratitude, something deeper and rawer that made my chest ache.
"Wear it tonight," I told her softly. "For me. For us."
She nodded, voice catching, "Of course I will Kane, it’s beautiful! I don’t know what to say!"
I smiled at her joy, helping her to fasten it around her neck as her fingers traced it gracefully.
We took a moment longer in that quiet space, just holding onto each other's presence before reality pulled us forward.
“Let’s go… this is only the start!” I tell her, as she chews her lip and blushes at how much I was showering her with surprises.
I take her hand in mine, leading her downstairs where I trusted Alpha Kion had arranged something I never would have imagined possible in the middle of all this…
We stepped outside, finding a sleek black limousine waiting just beyond the door, gleaming in the fading sunlight.
I reached for Tessa's hand, squeezing it gently as we approached. Her fingers curled around mine, warm and steady.
“How did you manage to do all of this!” She breathed, her eyes wide and impressed.
“I can’t take full credit, Kion helped!” I grinned as she giggled.
The chauffeur opened the door with a respectful nod, and I helped Tessa inside first, watching her take in the plush leather seats and the quiet luxury of the space.
I settled in beside her, the hum of the engine filling the comfortable silence between us as we each grabbed the waiting glasses of bubbles already poured for us.
I glanced at her again, that soft, radiant woman beside me, and silently vowed that no matter what came next—no matter how brutal the war, how dark the nights—this moment, this night, would be hers. Our escape from the world for just a little while.
And as the town lights began to twinkle outside the tinted windows, I knew we were finally moving toward something worth fighting for.
The limousine glided smoothly through the winding roads, leaving the dull town behind.
Outside, the sky was turning to a deep velvet, sprinkled with stars beginning to pierce the gathering darkness. I kept my eyes on Tessa, who sat beside me, fingers lightly tracing the necklace around her neck, the subtle shimmer catching the low light inside the car.
The air inside was quiet except for the soft purr of the engine and the occasional soft sigh escaping her lips. I could tell she was savoring the moment, her eyes wide with a mixture of wonder and disbelief— like this night was something out of a dream she never dared to have.
As we approached the base of the hill, the road curved upward sharply, and the lights of a stunning restaurant came into view, perched like a crown atop the summit.
Its architecture was elegant but understated— stone and glass walls reflecting the moonlight, with soft lanterns lighting the path leading inside.
The driver slowed to a smooth stop, and the door on my side was opened promptly by a sharply dressed attendant. I stepped out first, extending my hand to help Tessa down. Her fingers curled around mine, and I could feel the steady warmth of her grip grounding me in this perfect moment.
Two hosts stood waiting as we approached the entrance, their smiles bright and welcoming. One stepped forward, speaking in flawless English with a respectful bow.
"Good evening, Alpha Kane. Your table is ready, please follow me."
I nodded, acknowledging the greeting, and gestured for Tessa to lead the way.
The doors swung open silently, revealing a grand yet intimate interior filled with soft candlelight and the murmur of quiet conversations. The smell of fresh herbs and roasting meats drifted tantalizingly from the kitchen.
The host led us to an elegantly appointed staircase that curved upward to a balcony terrace. As we ascended, the city lights spread out below us like a tapestry of glittering jewels, stretching to the horizon.
When we reached the balcony, the moon hung high and full, bathing everything in a gentle silver glow.
Our table was set apart from the others, a small round table dressed in crisp white linen, accented with a single flickering candle by large heaters - away from the rest for added privacy.
I pulled out Tessa's chair, watching as she sat, her eyes never leaving the breathtaking view behind me.
I took my seat across from her, heart swelling as she smiled softly, her cheeks still flushed from the excitement and the unexpectedness of it all.
"This," I said quietly, voice low enough just for her, "is for you. For us. A night away from everything else."
She reached across the table, fingers brushing mine, and I held her hand like a promise.
The world might be falling apart, and the war could be waiting just beyond the horizon, but here— under the moonlight, with her beside me— everything felt right.
Safe. Whole.
I knew this night wouldn't last forever, but I was determined to make it a memory neither of us would ever forget.