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"Yes, I'm confident in my decision." ---

I panicked. " JADEN????"

He assures with upmost certainty. ###################

It feels so good to get that off my chest. The voice in the back of my head keeps telling me that I can't trust anyone. I fight within myself daily to trust. I know that I have to give people a chance to prove themselves and that not everyone is like my family. If I have any hopes of things changing in my life and getting the acceptance that I desperately want then I have to trust at some point.

This conversation was proving to be quite interesting as he waited patiently for me to respond. I smiled as I placed my hands in my lap and laced my fingers together. It was now my turn to call his bluff. I turned my body slightly towards him and with great confidence I responded. “I didn’t say I think I know what scent it is. I said I know exactly what scent it is.” He smiled at my response but still didn’t believe me. “How can you know,” he asked. I shrugged my shoulders then challenged him further.

Confirm. Just like that.

"Are you sure? Because this is your fear response. This is you trying to lock something down so it can't change." "No," I said. "This is me understanding that the only thing worth locking down is my commitment to you. Everything else—the campaigns, the career, the business—that all flows from that. But you. You I want permanently." "Yes," he said. "Yes, I'll marry you." I slipped the ring on, and something inside me settled into complete certainty for the first time in my life. I wasn't marrying him because I was afraid of losing control. I was marrying him because I'd finally understood that real power doesn't come from control. It comes from trust.

I stated. “Well, as far as I’m concerned, you got this, Kadeer,” Devyn said positively. “So do you have to work tonight?” “Yeah. Unfortunately, I have to. I don’t have the loan yet,” I joked. “Kadeer, if you don’t stop that,” Devyn chided with a laugh. “I told you that the loan is yours. You have to speak and think positively about this.” “You’re right, baby,” I agreed, chuckling.

Once in a while, he would raise his head up and look out the window, watching the activities of the world. "What are you reading?" Alex jumped a bit in his seat, startled by the voice that had spoken. It was Amanda, her eyes were still closed as she spoke, but she had taken out her iPods. "Uh... Never trust a dead man, it's a murder mystery book." He told her. "Never trust a dead man?" She laughed. "Why would you trust someone already dead?" She finally opened her eyes looking over at Alex. "Well, it's... It's hard to explain, the book explains it all."

Carl looked furious and my heart nearly stopped. “NO! You can’t!” If one Alpha so much as dared tell another that they were mistreating their people, it could start a damn war and I had just stopped one! “Carl, please! You have to promise me! You can’t tell Sebastian about this.” My heart was racing and my palms were sweating. I didn’t trust anyone to ever keep their promises, but for once in my life, I prayed that the moon goddess would weigh on Carl’s conscience if he broke that promise. He didn’t say the actual word but nodded in agreement and we got out of there. What was meant to have been a lovely afternoon without Eli turned into a very upsetting one and we were silent on our way back