Chapter 90 : A Paradox

*Jared*

“You were right, Miriam wants us to get married,” I said to Eliza, looping my arm through hers.

We walked through the main street of the pack village, arm in arm.

“I told you so.”

“Yes. By now, I should know to trust you.” I kissed her cheek quickly.

Even though she was tired a lot, I tried to make sure she got out for a walk every day. It was good for the baby.

“Have you thought about it at all?” I asked.

Eliza creased her brow and tilted her head slightly in an adorable, thoughtful look.

I turned toward her and cupped her cheek. She leaned into my touch and I I traced my thumb along her bottom lip.

“You mean, have I thought about us getting married?” she clarified, lifting her big, bright orbs to look me straight in the eye.

I nodded. “Yeah. Like what kind of ceremony you’d want?”

“Trust me, Jared, every girl has thought about what her wedding would be like.” She giggled, a sound that was music to my ears.

“Well, how did you imagine your wedding?”