Queen Takes King, Checkmate.

Chapter Thirty-seven

Charlotte's POV.

It seemed strange to have Jameson with me this morning, after being so used to him disappearing for days at a time to deal with his pack and the war, I knew he was only here with me because of how I had snapped at him yesterday about it all.

I didnt need to ask him as to why he was still in bed with me eventhough it was nearly ten in the morning, he was only here because I had told him that he wasnt here enough...

We were still in bed with eachother, not touching, just laying on our sides facing eachother and looking into eachothers eyes, both consumed by our thoughts.

I was mainly worried about what being selfish and keeping Jameson here for the day would cause for the pack, would he be neglecting something important just for my benefit? What if it was an emergency and the pack needed his presence?

"Charlie... can I ask you something?" Jameson hesitated, pulling me back down to earth and oushing aside my guilt for keeping him here... not that he had exactly protested very hard.

"Sure" I whispered, pulling the sheets up to my chin as I got more comfortable.

Jameson smiled slightly at this, adjusting his head on his pillow also and it made me automatically think that this was a question is should be prepared for.

"Charlie, once this war is over, and Markus is gone, along with that no good father of yours..." he faded, looking around nervously.

"Yes?" I pressed, shuffling closer to him for encouragement as the silence of the bedroom consumed us again.

"Once eveything is over, and you're safe... where do you see us in the future?" He finally finished, looking at my lips as if he couldn't look me in the eye.

I was confused as to why he was so nervous...

"After the war? I dont know... with you?" I questioned, not confused by my answer, just confused as to why he was asking me this.

"With me? You sound like you aren't sure if you'll be with me" he added, finally looking me in the eyes and I saw the hurt in them.

"I didn't mean it to sound like that, The answer is obvious isnt it? I'll be with you, we can be together and not worry about war ever again" I couldn't help but let out a small giggle, the thought of this was actually wonderful to think of.

Jameson smiled too, looking a little relieved but there was still a nervous look about him.

"Well, what I meant was, where do you see us?" He repeated, his hand sliding underneath the sheets to grasp mine gently as if he needed reassurance for something.

"Us? Well, we're already mated and you know how I feel so I don't think I'll be leaving you anytime soon..." Now I was the one who was nervous...
What did he really mean?

What was he getting at?

"You still don't understand... what do you want to happen? What's next for us?" These words finally hit home...

He wanted to know what's next for us, as in getting married if thats what I wanted...

Lycans didn't follow many human laws especially when it came to marriage because why would they? If one found their mate, then why would they need a big ceremony and paperwork and a ring to prove it? Why go through all of it when finding your mate was all you needed?

He must've been thinking about the fact that I was half human during those few minutes of pure silence...

Did I want to get married?

"I never saw myself getting married in the future..." I thought aloud, unsure of a definitive answer for him.

"Why?" He responded quickly, his fingers threaded through mine underneath the sheets.

I shrugged, "because before I met you, I thought that because of my half-blood, that I would never find a mate or be good enough for any human guy to like me... it never really occured to me that I might one day find a decent guy who liked me as much as I liked him"

My answer was simple I guess, I didnt rhink I'd ever find a mate or a guy who would even like me.

"Find a decent guy? Who liked you as much as you liked him?" Jameson quoted, sounding shocked and a little offended.

But I couldn't help but smile sadly.

"You have to understand Jameson, that before I met you, my life wasn't perfect... I only had Markus... and I knew that he and I never had a chance together. And because he was all I had, I couldn't see myself with anyone else because his love was all I knew" I tried to explain further

"My life was hell, it had no meaning or worth Jameson... Not until you crashed through that door and snatched me away from Markus... you saved me" I whispered, never having admitted to something so cheesy or sappy before.

Here I was, getting all lovey dovey when I remember exactly what I thought if Jameson when he first kidnapped me... look how far we had come since then... it amazed even me...

"I saved you?" He repeated, his face expressionless as he looked me in the eye, his hand momentarily tightening around mine.

I nodded hesitantly, realising that my heart was out in the open, being held out to Jameson on a silver platter of truth.

I loved him... he knew that...

"You saved me, I may not have been very thankful for it when you first took me but thats because I didn't know any better, I didn't know anything... but now all I know is that I want you, I want to be with you, I want to stay with you and if you wanted to, in the future after you win this war, if you wanted to get married, then lets do it" I giggled, smiling brightly because only he could ever make me feel like this, he was the only one who ever could...

"Lets do it?" He laughed, his eyes crinkled in the corners as he did and lifted my hand to kiss it quickly.

I nodded and calmed down quickly when he did. "Is this your version of a proposal?" He beamed, looking five years younger now that he was no longer nervous.

I shrugged again, brushing away a few of his dreadlocks from his face as my smile still lingered, "Do you want to do this marriage thing with me?"

I couldn't keep in the laugh that threatened to escape when he nodded and leaned forward to kiss my lips softly.

So... this meant that sometime after the war... we would be getting married eventhough it wasn't a lycan custom... Jameson wanted to tighten our bond by marrying me eventhough he didnt have to because we were already mates...

It made my heart melt.

But Jameson pulled away from me all to quickly and looked me in the eye with a confused look across his face.

"What?" I questioned, feeling the adrenaline still pumping through me from my stupid and unplanned proposal.

"Doesn't the guy normally propose to the girl? Not the other way around?"

"I don't think that custom applies to anyone outside the borders of an average human couple" I answered with a laugh.

"So I guess that means, in an unexpected and unforseen turn of events, you just proposed to me" he summed up, looking ontop of the world right now as his face now lay inches away from mine.

"Well, you were the one who said yes" I giggled as he began to smile brightly.

Certainly an unforseen and unexpected turn of events...