Chapter 12

“Say yes, Marisol, please. Make me the happiest man alive,” Caleb urges, his eyes locked onto hers.

Marisol stared into the eyes of her mate. She had never felt so exhilarated in her life. She felt like she would burst with joy. But then, in the depths of her consciousness, an ominous feeling wormed its way in. It was so small that she concluded that it was fear of the unknown.

“Yes,” she breathed out, “Yes. I will marry you.”

Every fiber of her being felt alive just by being in his presence. Like she’d been injected with some sort of drug. Tears pooled at the corner of her eyes.

Caleb was the person that she had been waiting for. He was the person that she needed.

All the fear and uncertainty that clouded her brain before vanished. She was happy. Happier than she’d ever been in her life.

She clasped his hands and pulled him up.

“Yes…” Caleb croaked, wrapping his hands around her. He seemed to be shaking with as much emotion as her.

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