Aria's POV
“Please, Aria, be my mate,” Kyle said pleadingly as he gazed intently at me.
I stared at him in shock, blinking repeatedly to be sure I wasn't dreaming and that I heard him right. Me? His mate? Why?
“W-What did you say?” I stuttered, gazing at him with furrowed brows.
He lowered his head and kissed my knuckles tenderly, with a sincere look in his eyes. “I love being with you, Aria, you make me a happy man. I want you at my side every day, please be my mate,” he repeated and I swallowed hard, taking in a deep breath.
I wondered what response I should give him at this moment. I have never sat down to think about how I felt about Kyle and hearing him propose to me felt awkward.
The truth was that being around him made me feel at peace a lot. I know we were pretty close but
