Chapter Eight

Rush

I’ve been awake since dawn, pacing in my room.

“Calm down” Bain complains.

“I just want everything to be perfect”.

“We have arranged everything. If you keep this up, you’re going to give us a heart attack before our mate gets to-” he stops mid-sentence.

“She’s awake!” we both say at once.

I race to my door and open it as she closes her own door, she’s so beautiful, her hair is all black today, she’s wearing a blue summer dress with white polka dots all over, a white belt cinched at her waist and a soft white cashmere sweater and the same shade of blue, heels. Last night she was in flats, making her chest height to me. Today she’s a foot taller.

She twirls around, clutching her hand to her chest. “Goddess, you scared me.”

“I’m sorry.” I stammer. My heart is racing a million miles an hour. Her deep blue eyes sparkle with amusement. She’s so damn beautiful.

“Come on Rush, quick, say something, you’re making a fool of us”, a wave of peace flows through me, I smile, “Told yo