Melanin's POV
I stared at him, shocked and confused by his words. “Did I hear him wrong?” I asked my wolf.
“He can't be serious,” Olivia replied, anger evident in her voice.
“What did you say?” I asked, to be sure I heard him correctly.
“Marry me, Melanin,” he repeated, and his voice was clearer this time.
I looked at him and then burst into hysterical laughter. When I saw that his face didn't change as I was laughing, I stopped and gave him a serious look. “You are just pulling my leg, right?” I said in a low voice, looking at him with a confused look.
I'm not sure someone in their right mind would just wake up one day and want to marry a woman he knows nothing about. It's so absurd.
“Do I look like I am?” He asked firmly.
I stood up from the bed and stared at him with wide eyes b
