Alexander’s POV
I was like a deer stuck in the headlights. She is gorgeous. She looked to be about 5’5, with long brown hair that had a natural wave to it, and those blue eyes that I could get lost in on the daily. She isn’t too big, nor is she too skinny, she is just right. I can tell she works out. She must be a good fighter like her parents. I was sprung out of my reverie by the sweetest voice.
“Mate,” Brooke said, with a hitch in her voice.
I took her hand in mine, kissing the back of it. “Mate,” I said back to her.
Everyone around us was smiling. I looked over at her parents and I saw tears in her mother’s eyes and a big smile on her father's face. I reached over to shake his hand. “Sir,” then I reached over to her mother, “Ma’am,” her mother just scoffed, waved her hands in the
