Prince Caelan

32. The End

Caelan POV

2 months later

I pace the room and glance at the mirror for the hundredth time in the past five minutes. 

I'm on edge and my wolf Rion won't calm down which makes me even more anxious without my mate by my side 'soon', I keep reminding myself, ten more minutes and I can go out there with all of our friends and family.

Today is the day I'm finally marrying my beautiful mate Acela Shaw.

Since my mate is pregnant and showing at two months, me and my wolf are constantly in protective mode around her, not leaving her side for more than a few minutes at a time, I have been her shadow ever since. 

If Acela wasn't so stubborn and wanting to do everything by herself, I wouldn't be this overprotective of her, maybe- probably will but it's in my nature, I can't help myself, she's carrying our pup, she needs to be careful.

When she heard that Lycan and Werewolves carry their pups for only five months my mate looked at me in horror, white as a ghost, and then started to mumble something about stretch marks.

Even two months in, she is as beautiful as the day I met her, she is all I think about. Even with a bump and some weight on her, I find her extremely sexy, my animalistic instinct always wants her to be pregnant, I even made the mistake in mentioning this, which didn't end well with how she reacted.

I believe she said something along the lines of 'in your dreams'. 

I snort at the fact, she would never deny me the pleasure of having pups with her, she is as obsessed with our unborn child as much as I am. We are both very much looking forward to welcoming our son or daughter.

We don't know the gender yet, Acela and I came to the agreement of keeping it a surprise until the day.

The door opens and my father walks in, dressed in a suit, he is followed by my best friend since childhood, who is also my best man.

Troy smirks at me and whistles. "Shit, you look terrified." He says whilst laughing at me, making me frown.

Do I really look terrified? I feel good, If anything I'm too excited to see my mate.

I snort and stop in front of the mirror and fix my tie again. I'm dressed in a formal royal uniform with all my badges and royal pin. Since I am the next king in a few months, after the birth of my pup, I will be taking over from my father.

Kane swats my hand as I fiddle with my tie that I can't get straight. "You look ready." My father says deeply and I nod my head, looking at myself in the mirror.

I sigh out. "I am, I've waited for this day to come for too long." I say truthfully.

I should be dead. Normally turning 100 would be a celebration, for me it was a death sentence, which I wouldn't mind, if not for the fact that I didn't even get to meet my soulmate, I would've died without meeting her, laughing with her, meeting her friends, get married.. or even had a family with her.

I came too close to losing it all, Acela had saved my soul the day I came back from Transylvania, the same day I had my last injection of The Tears of Tris.

My father Kane clears his throat, pulling me from my thoughts. "I'm very proud of you Caelan, so is your mother, we both prayed to the moon goddess for your happiness on a weekly basis, I'm proud to be your father." He says smiling at me and I stare at him.