Bride of the Alpha(50)By: Georgette St. Clair
He picked me up and spun me around as if I were light as dandelion fluff, then set me down and kissed me, hard.
“I’ve never been more proud of you,” he said. “The change you made will benefit all shifters. The wolves from the Iron Claw Pack are safe from retaliation now.”
“Wow. Who ever thought that having a big mouth would finally pay off?” I said. I grinned at him wickedly. “Speaking of my big mouth, I plan to put it to good use later.”
“I will hold you to that. And now, I have one little favor to ask of you,” he said.
“Anything for you. Wait. Let me rethink that.”
He went down on one knee, and I was shocked to see that he was holding up a diamond ring.
“Josephine Southpaw Battle, will you marry me all over again?” He winked at me. “I want to do it right this time. By the way, I mean really marry me. All of it. The ceremony, the Running, the Claiming…”
“Why yes, Maxwell Battle,” I said, tears running down my face. “I will marry you again.”