#Chapter 20 True Marriage

Elena’s POV

King Harvey’s laugh morphs into a roar as I peek at him through my hands. He throws his head back and wipes tears from his eyes, then stares at me with a sweet smile.

“Elena.” King Harvey places his warm hand on my shoulder and grins. “I know you did not anticipate this. This is standard for romantic rooms.”

“It is gross!” I shiver and step away from him, worried he will think I am a prude.

I am thankful he is aware of what these rooms hold in them! I would look stupid trying to seduce a werewolf with plastic.

King Harvey nods. “…those will not be used in our marriage.”

“Marriage,” I breathe. “You have called it mating this whole time.”

King Harvey studies me a moment, then opens his mouth. Two fangs greet me. “Elena, I do want our togetherness to be fair. You and I shall mate, then wed.”

My stomach flops around in my body out of fear. “Yes… but why not the other way around?”

“No time.” His face darkens and he becomes grim as he takes a seat at the edge of the heart-shaped