Chapter 33: Evelyn: He Called Me His Wife
Evelyn~
W-wife?
Why did he suddenly call me his wife? He hadn’t even marked me, let alone said any marriage vows.
No—honestly, there was a more important question than that: why did he want to marry me in the first place?
Most of the time, Alphas didn’t even bother with wedding ceremonies because his mark alone was enough to seal the bond. After all, we weren’t humans who needed a legal relationship to avoid gossip.
So ... why would he want something as official as marriage?
If it were Theron, I would understand. He needed to marry me first before putting the queen’s crown on my head. But Rael? He was an Alpha of a pack. He didn’t need a ceremony or a title.
"We ... we’re not married yet," I said softly.
Rael looked like I’d just stabbed him through the heart. His brows scrunched up so tightly, I wouldn’t be surprised if he aged five years right then and there.
"Then let’s get married right now!"
He gently took my hand in both of his, cradling it carefully like it might break. "I, Rael Covern, vow to be your husband and love you in sickness and in health ..."
—Wait, wait, what the hell was going on right now?!