My Tarzan (Werewolf) TRYING REALLY HARD TO UPDATE SOON

Chapter 19.

[unedited]

A/N:
Sorryyyyy for not updating in a long time. I'm really busy with school and testweeks and all. I have christmas holiday right now so hopefully more updates will come. I'm writing this on my phone while driving home from Italy so sorry for any (grammer) errors.
Did you have a good christmas? What did you get?

Enjoy!

Jane's P.O.V.

While sitting in the car I thought of many things. One thing was standing out though; Alex was so sweet and handsome right now. Most of the other things were about my Dad, his or my old pack and my worries about an attack. The last thing was about my mate, who hasn't marked me. It kind of bothered me that he didn't mark me yet but I don't know if I'm ready for it yet. What to do?! Is he ashamed of me? Doesn't he love-No that's stupid, he loves me. Sighing I play with my fingers and look outside. "What's on your mind, cutie?" Alex asks. I blush and bite my lip. "My Dad, and, eh, j-just, eh, I was thinking about you marking me. Why didn't you do it yet?" I ask softly and nervous. If I'm really honest I was scared of the answer, but also determined to know it. He smiled and grabs my hand with his free one. "Because I feel like you aren't ready for it. I want you to want it, but I also want you to love me and to trust me. My heart says you trust me, but not fully. And if I mark you I want you to stay with me, because you're all I need. ( Do you get it? ;) ) I want you to live here, with me, and be the luna of the pack. But I want you to want that too. I'm not gonna force you into this." He says. I wipe away a tear while whispering: "I really don't deserve you." He is right, I don't know if I'm ready to be a luna and I don't trust him fully, because of my Dad. He is so sweet, so caring, such a gentleman. "Yes you do. I think you do, so does faith. It put us together and we're meant to be." He says. I smile and lean my head against his shoulder. "You're so perfect." I mumble softly. He chuckles. "I'm not, but to me you are perfect too." I blush and bite my lip. When the car stops I gasp, this is the chic restaurant Vie told me about. The italian restaurant. "You don't have to do this." I whisper, this must be really expensive. "Yes I do, you said you loved italian food. Now let's go." He says grinning. He gets out, closes his door and helps me out the car. I intertwine our fingers and smile, damn this feels nice. We walk inside and a sweet-looking lady helps us to a table. I already feel that this evening is gonna be really nice.