"Why marriage?" I finally asked. Wouldn't staying together and being together suffice? Why marriage? And if it was for us to be given a chance at being each other's mates, 1 year would be too little for me to decide if I could or could not trust an Alpha. I waited for his reply.
A breath.
A sigh.
A sign of defeat.
"Can't you give me this one year, Isabella? Can't you give me a chance to prove you wrong that I am not like every other Alpha? Even as absurd as it sounds to you, with me being the alpha king, can't you just hold a small fraction of doubt in your heart that I would prove your fears to be wrong? Can I not get even a special treatment from you?" His plea for one year reveals his vulnerability and his desire for me to have faith in him despite my apprehensions. It's a reques
