Chapter 24

Farren's Point of View

Shortly after Rafael had fallen to his knees, Isabelle decided to come back in. Her hair had been tossed up into a bun. Loose-fitting clothes hung from her frame. There was a sadness in her eyes that I couldn't place. Until she saw the position we were in.

"Oh, my goddess! Did you seriously just propose to her in my room? Fuck sake! What's wrong with men these days!" Rushing over, Isabelle dragged Rafael up. Set him back on his chair. "At least make it romantic, you idiot!"

"Isa, I was just asking Farren if she would like to date me." Rafael clarified with a teasing smile. He looked past her. Got a glint in his eyes that he winked my way.

I stifled a giggle. Wrapped my fingers into Isabelle's soft fiber duvet cover.

"Ask her to date you? Boy, have you gone mad? She is already your mate. No need in wooing her." Isabelle said and shrugged. This time I did giggle. Burst out laughing shortly after with spit flying all around.

Rafael looked annoyed at the girl. Eye