Maeve POV
“What do you think, Maeve?” Xaden murmured, gazing at me. “Are you alright with waiting to hold the mating ceremony?”
I couldn’t even begin to describe how much I appreciated his desire for my opinion—no one ever gave a damn about my thoughts before he came along. Out of pure reflex, I nodded my approval. Only after he continued to discuss the matter with his father did it sink in what I had done.
I just agreed to officially become mated to Xaden.
The thought made my heart skip a beat. We were going to be married in less than a year, albeit with the Alpha King’s tentative blessing.
To be honest, however, I wasn’t sure how to feel about the whole thing in the first place. I didn’t even know how these sorts of ceremonies really worked. For goodness’ sake, I was barely even cap
