Girl of My Dreams

"Secondly..." Zayne paused to look at Mekhi. It was a look that led Mekhi to stand abruptly. He was slightly jerky in his movements and the suddenness of his actions, and let's not forget, still a little tipsy.

He steadied himself and walked to the altar. On reaching Zayne, he slid something into his pants pocket and stepped to the side.

Zayne nodded at Mekhi and continued while his eyes, never leaving Aubrianne's, said, "I can't think of a better place nor time to do this, but in front of our people and at this ceremony," a dashing smile graced his lips, "I refuse to wait..." He sneakily adds.

Aubrianne's eyes widened at his words, and then Zayne slowly descended onto one knee, holding her left hand.

Her knees felt weak suddenly. She would have fallen if not for Leia, who was just as shocked, but she felt her humans' knees weakened.

"Yes," Aubrianne excitedly shouted, and the crowd erupted in cheerful laughter as Zayne had not asked a question.

All eyes were on the pair.

Zayne could not help the shit-eating grin that stayed across his face. At least his fears were for naught, he thought.

Zayne already knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Aubrianne, and he did not see the need to wait around.

But he was worried that his Mate might think it was too soon, and even he could admit it was. Zayne knew it would not seem too soon in the werewolf world.

But he also knew that Aubrianne did not grow up in their world. She was unfamiliar even with mates. The entire concept was new to her, but she learned and adapted well. However, this was different, Zayne thought.

Maybe she was used to the mundane way, the idea of dating for a while, then an engagement for another long time, it could be months, a year, then the wedding.

So he was worried, but he knew his heart, and it beat only for her. So why wait? He would take the chance. Make his move.

Plus, he could not deny her love for him.

Nevertheless, Aubrianne giggled, then she waved her right hand, gesturing for him to continue as she said, "Okay, sorry, you go ahead, ask me."

She straightened her shoulders, flicked her hair back, a radiant smile on her lips, and her eyes closed. Some were chuckling from the crowd, "Aubrianne Ivanov Thornton, I..." Zayne began again.

"Yes," Aubrianne said again. She was so excited. She could not believe this.

She laughed, and so did those in attendance. She rolled her right hand again, "Okay, okay, baby, I am sorry, please go on. I am so sorry, babyyy.."

Zayne had a long speech and things he wanted to get out, but it looked like he would say them later on before his Mate lost her mind, so he quickly asked, "Will you make me the happiest Alpha on earth and do me the honor of marrying me and becoming my wife?"

"YES," Aubrianne shouted-squealed this time. Her body moved with her, and then she bent and kissed Zayne passionately while he was still on one knee.

When they eventually pulled away, Zayne was still on one knee.

He could not get up; he needed to get this out. He took out the gorgeous diamond ring that had a medium-sized rock on it with an infinity pattern and intricately woven band, then slid it onto Aubrianne's ring finger.

"Aubrianne, baby." he started, reaching out. He took her other hand and gently rubbed the back of her palms. Aubrianne's tear-filled eyes gazed down at her Mate, her vision a bit blurry, so she furiously blinked the tears away as she braced herself for what he was about to say.

And goodness, the ring was the most exquisite ring she had seen in the entire world. Even though some might say, it was small. To her, it was perfect. It was everything!

"I have loved you since I saw you in my dreams; you consumed my mind for days on end. You are truly the girl of my dreams and baby. When we finally met, life suddenly became brighter, everything seemed more radiant, and I felt alive."

"I love that you are brilliant, strong, confident, kind. Despite my father's past, you accepted me for me and never once judged me. From day one, you stood by my side, ready to defend me that night at the manor. You are even ready to ride into battle with me..." He chuckled...

As he recalled their time at the motel the night Ron kidnapped her, then their car ride, "You are stubborn and feisty, Aubrianne...You are all I could think of," Zayne chuckled again. It was warm and light as if he could not believe this was real.

He proposed to his one true Mate and, Luna. This was happening. Zayne was ecstatic, his heart racing in his chest, but he was not nervous. He just wanted to get everything out, but if he forgot anything, he would spend the rest of their lives telling her.

Zayne rose from his knee and towered over Aubrianne now. He stared into her beautiful brown and blue eyes because they kept flashing between Aubrianne and Leia.

Aubrianne held his hand for dear life because her knees were buckling with the onslaught of love, wholeness, need, warmth, and desire coursing through her, along with love and a little unbelieving of the unfolding events.

Her skin ignited in flames of passion.

Unfortunately, she barely got assistance from Leia this time as she was just as overcome with all the feelings.

Nevertheless, Zayne's right hand reached up and caressed the side of Aubrianne's face, and she leaned into his palm, desperately soaking up the comfort and sensation it provided, greedily wanting more and more of it.

Zayne continued while gazing deeply into her eyes as if wanting to scorch the words into her, "I am not afraid to say that I went through a tornado of emotions while missing you like crazy, but in all, I went through this week in your absence, I knew without a shadow of doubt that you are my now, and you are my forever."

"I am exhilarated that I have you by my side to build and rule together," Zayne's head moved in closer, his gorgeous blue eyes piercing her with love daggers. "I love you, Aubrianne Ivanov Thornton, and I can't wait for you to be my wife."

"Oh, baby, I..I..feel the same, and, of course, I will always defend you, even against my father." Aubrianne felt like he had taken the words right out of her mouth.

She also knew he did not want to mention her father, but she did. She wanted the people to have that confirmation, even though she was sure they already knew.

"And baby, you are kind, brave, and strong, a true Alpha and Leader to your community. You are an amazing man for taking on a battle head-on that was not yours alone to take on, but you did it anyway."

There were shouts of agreement rippling through the crowd, "You did it for all werewolf kind because this would eventually affect us all, even those currently sitting in the comfort of their community unaffected."

"You," She poked his chest, "You, my love, are so pure at heart. I would love nothing more than to be YOUR wife. I consider myself blessed to have you as my Mate and husband."

Aubrianne was so honest when she said that, knowing very well because she was a white wolf, she could not have asked for a better mate. She trusted that he would protect her and never betray her.

This time, Zayne completely closed the distance between them and kissed her with everything in him. It was fiery hot. They were oozing sex, both ready to complete the process.

Aubrianne jumped and wrapped her legs around him as they grabbed and caressed each other while kissing the night away.

Aubrianne ran her fingers through his hair while she held his face with her free hand, and then her fingers settled at the nape of his neck as she allowed herself to melt into the heated kiss.

Basking into the fullness and love she felt.

Zayne held her butt with one hand while he felt his way up and about Aubrianne's body.

And the members looked on, some wiping tears from their eyes, happy they were here to witness this. And some applaud non-stop.

Ecstatic that they were even witnessing such a thing, they saw off the bat that Zayne was nothing like Zachary, and he would love and care for his Luna the way it was meant to be.

The crowd erupted in more cheers and claps.

Zayne knew he had made the right move. Ever since he met her, he had been daydreaming about a future together; it had taken root and refused to move.