Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty


Damien's pov

"hear me out. Hear me out." I said, and watched as oceans of emotions played on her face.

"I'm trying to , Damien."

"I had a meeting with the elders today. And in as much as they understand that this is a whole lot of change for you, then need us to understand that everyone's life in this pack rest on the both of us getting married."

"I know that, Damien. I know that. But why the rush?"

"because I turn 30 in two months."

"two months?" She repeated, looking truly surprised. "I wasn't aware."

"I didn't tell you. Of course you weren't aware."

"and to think I was going to take my time with preparing for the wedding." she said, and ran a hand over her head.

"you were? How long were you going to use?"

"well, basically, in the world I lived in, people pretty much take their time once they ae engaged. Some people try to do things in three months, but some people literally take a whole year to plan and get things ready."

"you needed a year?"

"no." she said sincerely and shook her head, "but I guess I thought I had a month or two, and that was because I knew you had a lot of hands who would be helpful when it came to planning."

"you're not wrong, about the plenty helping hands. They really can make things happen in even a week." I said, and she suddenly looked overwhelmed.

"are you okay ?" I asked her, and led her to the bed.

"I am. It's just… I guess I wanted to enjoy it. It's not what I thought it would be, but I wanted to enjoy it."

"And now… this new sudden expectation might not give room for that?"

"I don't really know. I mean, how am I supposed to take my time and go through a catalog for flowers, if arrangements need to be made urgently?"

"you can still do that, Jasmine."

"no , I can’t. I'd be wasting time."

"how hard can selecting a flower you like be? It's not like you have to smell them all to choose."

She levelled me with a gaze, and I knew she was considering it.

"that's too much, Jasmine. Even for a normal wedding with the necessary time you think you need."

"I don't need all the time in the world, just enough."

I sighed, trying to think of all the ways to makis work for Jasmine. Because left to me, they could use handpicked sunflowers for the decoration. I didn't really mind. But Jasmine seemed to. And I couldn't ignore the fact.

"tell you what? I'll ask Diana, the chief of maids to get you every variant of catalog you'll need to choose from. For shoes, flowers… your dress. We don't have time, and this might stress you out a bit, but we can make it work. "

"what… Damien, what do you have planned?"

"you will have the whole of tomorrow to delve into the beauty of what this pack land has to offer. Once you've made your selections, you can present them to Diana. She'll make sure all that you want comes to be. Just choose." I said, and she blinked at me like she couldn't really fathom what I was saying.

"that's a whole lot?"

"you're still overwhelmed?" I asked, starting to worry, "I mean, I know having to go through all that in a day will be a lot, it just that we don't have the time to -" she stopped me, by pressing a finger to my lip and smiling, before shaking her head.

"it will be a lot, and I am overwhelmed, but in a good way. I think. I'll have anything I place my finger on, you would do that for me." she said, and her finger fell away from my lip, and she brought her lips to my cheek, "I can't tell you how much that really means to me."

I blew out a breath, "it's bad enough you can't have any of your loved ones around. I don’t want you to have to get things you might not like as well."

"that's not going to happen."

"no , it won't. I'll make sure of it."

"I know you will." she said, and a knock came to the door.

"that should be my maid , ready to draw my bathe."

I thought that was sad. I was enjoying the time with her.

"no problem." I said, and began to rise, "we can talk more about this once you pick what you like."

"okay." she said, and began to rise as well, "And Damien?"

"aye?" I said, turning to face her.

"it's not the decorations I get to like for my wedding." she said softly,

"I see. What else do you get to like?" I asked, suddenly interested, and she smiled. A soft shy smile, that made me go soft.

"My groom. I get to like my groom."