Page 67 of His Little Devil
I never prepared anything… But, yeah, I think I would like to speak.
“Luke, you came into my life and changed things, but not for the better. You made me choose between you and my soul, and some of the most amazing men, but wait…” I put my hand up to silence him, because by the look in his eye, I know he’s about to argue with me.
Giving him a smile, I continue.
“Coming here and leaving everything behind wasn’t all bad. You have shown me a man that I can depend on and love. You are teaching me things that I have never even thought were possible. Magic, uncontrollable power… Though this won’t be an easy road, I am happy to be your wife,” I finish, and though they weren’t the most heartfelt of vows, it was the truth.
A rope magically appears and wraps around Luke’s and my hand, tying them together tightly. A golden glow shines through the twine, and then disappears into our skin, leaving a tattoo behind of the most beautiful flowers and pentagrams.
Luke pulls me closer and takes possession of my mouth and heart. I can feel him inside, his feelings of love for me, and I’ll admit, I’m overwhelmed. I feel as if something is missing.
I don’t know why they are flashing through my mind right at this moment, but… No, today is my wedding day. I shouldn’t be thinking about Wells, Jax, or Donnie. That time has passed.
Luke is my future, I can’t dwell on the past.
People clap and cheer, and the fog is finally gone. I find a pair of eyes in the crowd and wish I didn’t. They are haunted, and I know I’m the cause of it. Why is Jax here?
“Are you ready, Little Devil?” Luke asks and I nod, taking his hand as he creates a portal, stepping through, leading us to the ballroom.
It’s even more amazing than I pictured. Fire lilies are all along the tables as centerpieces, and floating candles line the space. There is a large table in the front of the room, covered in a delicate black lace and hundreds of roses.
I don't mind them actually, since someone spelled them to be a dark purple and black.
They are rather gorgeous.
Luke guides me over to the table and pulls a chair out for me. Kane comes up behind us and kisses my cheek, then thumps Luke on the back, making him lean forward.
“Welcome to the family, love,” he whispers to me, before moving to a smaller table a few feet away. Jade and Clara join him and I give them a smile. Luke is agitated about something, and I can feel it in my chest.
“Please, calm down, I still need to get used to feeling you within me,” I grumble, rubbing my chest.
“Sorry, Little Devil. I’ll try to contain myself, but Thimon is not supposed to be here right now. Please, excuse me.”
I glance over to where Thimon is, and my eyes widen. He’s wearing something similar to my gown. “What the hell?!” I mouth, then a sharp pain hits my chest again, and I know he’s close.
“Silver,” Jax Arrow says with a frown.
I move to give him a hug, but Luke returns and spins me around toward the dance floor. Music starts and we begin a slow waltz. I’m not the best dancer, but my husband doesn’t seem to care.
“If I could request something of you, just for today, please don’t talk to other men that have seen you naked,” Luke mumbles softly and I pause, stepping on his toes. He winces, then smirks.
Sighing, I nod. I do wish to talk to Jax, and Donnie and Wells, if they are here, but I can wait until I return to the Academy.
Shouldn’t be much longer now that we are married. He has to let me go… Right?
LUKE
I am officially a married man, and I couldn’t be happier. Silver is everything, and I hope in time she will see that she’s changing me. I meant every word of my vows.
I finish the dance with my bride, and Kane moves in to take my place. There are a few matters I need to attend to before we can sit and enjoy our meal.
“Little Devil, I will be back. Dance with Kane for now,” I say, then lean down and take her lips with mine. She tastes delightful, and I can’t wait to feast on her later. In private. I don’t care what tradition states.
Silver and I will be alone in our chambers tonight.
Leaving the ballroom, I say hello to a few guests as I make my way along the halls, heading toward my office.
“What is going on?!” A high-pitched screech greets me, and a sinister smirk hits my lips. I have been waiting for the day I can finally dispose of the Blackwell bloodline. They are all useless worms. Greedy and incompetent.