Adrian took the agreement, his eyes dropping to her signature.
“You agreed?”
His voice stayed low. The chill in his gray eyes eased for one brief moment. Their Mate Bond stirred against Evelyn's chest, and his fingers tightened around the paper.
Evelyn lifted her chin.
“You heard me.”
“I want to hear it again.”
“I agreed to marry you.”
Adrian watched her for several seconds before his hand rose to her cheek.
“From this moment, you are my fiancée. You are also Blackthorne Pack's future Luna.”
Heat spread through Evelyn's chest.
She pushed back the blanket and set her feet toward the floor. Adrian bent beside the bed and picked up his shoes.
“Sit.”
“I only want to stand.”
“I know.”
He lowered to one knee before her and held her ankle as he slipped a shoe onto her foot.
Her toe
