Chapter 229

Victoria's POV Damien was genuinely happy. On the day of my hospital discharge, I watched him cradle our son with one arm while extending his other hand toward me, silently inviting me to take it. My fingers slipped into his, warm and secure. "Victoria," he said, his smoky cedar scent enveloping me as he leaned closer, "once we get home, let's get our marriage license first, shall we? We can plan the ceremony later." My heart skipped a beat. Marriage. The ultimate bond between mates that would make our connection official in both human and wolf societies. "Yes," I nodded, accepting his proposal. Nora, my wolf, purred with contentment inside me, already considering herself mated to Arthur even before any human paperwork made it official. One month later, I found myself lying beside an extremely restless Damien. He'd been tossing and turning all night, his excitement radiating off him in waves that made it impossible for me to sleep. Finally, I kicked him under the covers. "If you can't