Hudson doesn't really want a mate, but he knows he'll have one regardless of what he wants. So he decides that before he accepts her, she has to meet his expectations.
And he has a lot.
Alexis is the pack's joy and life. Everyone adores her as the...
Just a short recap: Hudson wants to plan a special date to make up for his behavior.
ALEXIS
When Hudson said he would make it up to me, I was expecting it to be a cute little dinner. But from the looks of it, he had a completely different idea.
We were standing on a nicely lit trail that led up to a cozy-looking wooden cabin. There were small lanterns that brightened up the whole area so we could see everything before us clearly.
"I take it that you like it," Hudson said, smiling at my stunned face. He gently pulled my chin back up and kissed the corner of my mouth. I nodded my head slowly, still unable to speak or process his words.
He took my hand and led me to a tree stump that was beside one of the lanterns. On the stump, there was a small bouquet of purple carnations. Hudson picked it up and turned to face me properly.
"One of the meanings of carnations is fascination, which I think describes one of the first emotions I ever felt for you. I was fascinated by how you weren't like other she-wolves and how you stood your ground even in times of adversity. Besides my mother, you are the strongest she-wolf I know."
There was suddenly a large lump in my throat as he handed me the bouquet. It nearly felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest at the rate he was going.
He led me to the next stump that had a little bouquet of pink chrysanthemums.
"These represent friendship, and I don't mean it in a friend-zoning way. While you are my mate, you are also my best friend, and there won't be anyone in this world who will know me like you do."
I took the bouquet from his outstretched hands and let out a shaky breath, trying not to burst into tears so soon.
The next stump had a bouquet of blue irises.
"Irises have a few meanings," he said, glaring down at the bouquet like he was deep in thought. Before he could open his mouth again, I surprised him by finishing his statement off, "They mean faith, wisdom, courage, and admiration."
His lips twitched as though he wanted to smile but he managed to keep his calm, serious composure.
"They do," he replied, "And in my case, they represent my admiration for your courage and wisdom, how you always have a nice comeback to bring me down a few notches. They also symbolize my faithfulness to you. I won't ever look at another she-wolf the way I look at you. That was the reason why I had the words 'his only' carved on your dog tag."
I didn't even have time to reply as he handed me the irises and pulled me to the last stump before the cabin.
The final bouquet was white orchids.
"Beauty," he said quietly, "They represent a rare and delicate beauty. You are rare because you make me feel things I have never felt for anyone else, emotions I thought that I wasn't even capable of. You are delicate because if anything were to ever happen to you, I would feel pain that is worse than being whipped by silver a thousand times. I would take that over losing you any day."
That was the last thing I needed to hear before breaking into tears. My arms circled his waist as I buried my face into his chest. He immediately wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.
"I'm not finished just yet," he whispered, pulling away slowly and wiping away my tears.
He turned around slowly and pulled the keys to the cabin out of his pocket. Once he unlocked the door, he grabbed my hand again and made sure I was right behind him as we entered the house.
The cabin wasn't as small as it looked on the outside. There was a good sized kitchen to our right, a nice living room with a warm fire going in the fireplace, and two doors which I assumed led to a bedroom and a bathroom.
"Last but not least," Hudson started, grabbing my attention as he bent over a table, "Roses."
He placed the little bouquet in my hand with the rest of the flowers.
"These don't just represent my love for you. They represent my appreciation. My appreciation for the fact that you stand by my side even when I'm being stupid. My appreciation for how much love you have shown me these past nine months," he said, swallowing hard.
His eyes were a little misty as he finally gave me a smile and picked up a large ribbon from the table.
"As much as these flowers are beautiful on their own, all together they make a breathtaking bouquet," he said as he tied the ribbon around the stems.
"But most of all, they represent a breathtaking person," he whispered, his eyes darkening to the color of clouds on a stormy day.
It was like he took the air from my lungs. I found it hard to breathe as we stared at each other intensely.
Finally, he leaned over and captured my lips with his in a hard, passionate kiss.I dropped the bouquet on the table and wrapped my arms around his neck as he picked me up and carried me to one of the doors.
"Let's get down to business, shall we?" He growled quietly.
I smiled against his lips, "What business?"
His fingertips dug into my ass, "The one with our clothes off."
"So we're strippers now?"
"If we are, then I better be the only one watching you," he grumbled, kicking the door open.
"I don't know. I kinda like having a large audience."
He pulled away and glared at me as if daring me to say anymore. I gave him a mischievous smile and pulled him back down for another kiss just as he started pulling my dress up.
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Hey loves!I'm so happy to be back after struggling with stupid writer's block.But what do you think of Hudson's gesture? Good enough for forgiveness?
