Nineteen

"I, Alpha Damien Of the Crescent Moon Pack, am your mate," Damien proclaimed.

Aria felt her heart racing. She felt herself getting nervous yet she remained so calm as she kept staring into Damien's amber eyes.

Damien too didn't breathe a word. He was done talking. He was done trying to convince her that she was his mate.

He was done trying to find proof. He was going to have to change his strategy. Maybe he could start afresh and wait for her to fall in love with him. Maybe he could just give her more time until the mate bond sparked within her.

Damien too like Aria gazed into her eyes. He could hear her heavy breathing yet he commended how calm she had become as she was lost in his eyes.

He had never really taken time to examine her eyes. He knew they were green, just like an emerald but he never gazed too long.

Maybe because he was shy and he didn't know how to handle girls. Today, he had his chance. They were home alone. Camille was at the market and he was sitting in her room gazi