I prayed to any God that would listen. I begged anyone out there that could hear my thoughts. I just want the girl in front of me to be my mate.
Please let this happen.
I can tell that Lydia is counting down the seconds until it reaches midnight. It made me realize that she's probably just as nervous as I am. Somehow, that made me relax more.
I tried not to think too much about it. I tried to push it from my mind, to tell myself that it didn't matter. I tried not to care as I stared into Lydia's light green eyes.
I just want her. So badly. I want to kiss her every day, and go on missions together. I want to fall asleep together every night. I want to have a million kids that look just like her. I want Lydia to love me as deeply as I love her.
I want a bond with Lydia more than I wan
