His Last Choice

Chapter 40

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Soren's POV

"Want to go know?" I asked impatiently. 

This was our seventh dance tonight and I can't even count the number of times people asked Peyton to dance with her. My poor bride's feet are probably really sore right now from the freakishly high heels her sisters persuaded her to wear. 

"No I'm fine," Peyton said softly, smiling against my chest.

I rubbed her back making her sigh and lean further into my arms. We continued to sway lazily back and forth to the soft music surrounded by other dancers on the floor. It was getting really late, but for werewolves our stamina was still pumping. Mostly everyone here were either intoxicated or shaking their butts out.

"Are you sure? You seem really tired." Brushing the lose strand of dark brown hair that fell over her cheek. She takes my hand and places my palm over her face, then kissing it with her soft warm lips. Her beautiful crystal eyes that I love so much watch me as I warm up all over.

She chuckles, "Cool down honey, your wolf if showing" 

How embarrassing.

I lean down and whisper near her ear. "I can't control him any further, wife. He wants to take his claim now that your completely mine." Both of us stop dancing, but continue to hold each other in embrace. 

"Then let's go then." She stated without a doubt and a twinkle in her eye. 

I pull her back by the shoulders to see the expression on her face. Like woven satin silk, her hair curled over her slim shoulders, over her collar bone and splayed on her chest. My eyes lingered there and imagined the new experiences I was going to have with my beautiful mate, wife and love. 

"Eyes up here Mister," She teased grasping my chin. 

I smirked, "You can't keep me from loving you. By tomorrow I will have every inch of you memorized." The lovely pink blush that I love so much appeared. "May we take our leave now?" I ask her again. 

Without a second to spare, this time she nodded shyly averting my eyes. My adorable innocent wife; I was a luck man to have her. 

"Soren, can I just say bye to my parents before we leave." she asks.

"Of course, you don't need to ask me." 

I watched as she quickly walked over to her parents who were dancing on the other side of the floor. She tapped her dad's shoulder and both of them stopped dancing to turn to their daughter. Peyton told them something, I saw Alpha Ashley nod, then cry happily and hug her. When Alpha Ivan took a turn, he didn't look as happy as his wife did. 

I saw his eyes wonder until they stopped to me. He didn't need to tell me, I knew he wanted me to come over. 

"Soren." He greeted me. 

"Alpha Ivan, Alpha Ashley." I greeted them.

"Please, call us mom and dad." Alpha Ashley said. Tears fell from her eyes as she watched Peyton take my hand and firmly pressed her side to mine. A very possessive mate thing to do that reminded me of the time she growled at Angel the first time they meet. 

"I will, mom..." As soon as I said it, Alpha Ashley leaped at me and engulfed me in a viper bear hug. 

"Awww...I can't wait until I start hearing 'grandmama'!" She exclaimed.