Strange Feelings

Lucius's POV

When Lucas spoke about this, I thought it was stupid and childish but as I knelt in front of her with the ring waiting for her reply, my entire body became on edge.

My wolf perched closer to the surface, watching Diane's beautiful face.

Today more than ever, her face looked impossibly familiar. Her green eyes shone as she stared down at me.

The dress she wore accentuated her curves, making it harder for me to keep my eyes on her face.

She was beautiful. My soul was drawn into her beauty and fear kissed the edges of my heart.

I thought I wouldn't mind whatever she said but I found myself hoping she would accept.

"Lucas made you do this, didn't he?" She said, slicing through the tension that was developing in my chest.

"He said it was your tradition..." I mumbled with my eyes fixed on hers. "You have decided to do this for Owen, I want to show my gratitude. I want to stand by you. I want to fulfill every tradition because you deserve it all..."

She pulled her bottom lip int