Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates-Chapter 684-I Will.
Chapter 684: 684-I Will.
Helanie:
"That was so weird," I finally commented after a few minutes of silent riding, still pondering my father’s message to my mother, breaking the quiet.
It wasn’t like he gave some crazy message. But that simple "hi" meant something.
"Your father?" Emmet asked, and I nodded, still looking out the window.
"That’s nothing compared to the information Daltan gave me about my mother," Emmet added, making me turn to look at him—to check on him.
"Maybe it’s just a rumor," I tried to help ease his emotions, but he smiled, shaking his head.
"There’s something going on. We need to keep a close eye on these parents of ours. Starting with Mr. Coombs, and how he became Alpha."
He was right. And the fact that he was already thinking about the next case we were going to work on, it was amazing.
It proved either his ability to tackle problems, or maybe, his attempt to run from whatever is waiting for him at the mansion. Or whoever is waiting for him.
"What about Azura, Emmet? I’m not sure she gets it. She still acts like you two are together," I brought her up, because we couldn’t keep pretending she wasn’t an issue.
"Driver, take a left from here," Emmet suddenly instructed, changing the route.
"Umm— I’m pretty sure the left doesn’t take us home," I said, eyeing the road a little anxiously.
"That’s because it’s not," he confirmed. I turned in my seat to face him fully.
"Where are we going, then?" I asked, adjusting my posture.
"Why? Are you afraid I’m abducting you? Are you scared to go anywhere with me?" His tone was calm, but there was a secret laced in it. As if he was definitely up to something, but stalling on giving me the full answer.
We had no reception here. The weather was already getting worse, so I figured maybe he just wanted to take a quicker route home without wasting time.
"I’m not scared, but I would like to know where we’re going," I tried to keep my voice calm. Not because I thought he was taking me somewhere dangerous. I could trust Emmet with my life, even if he were drunk out of his mind. But I was curious.
"We’re going to the Council’s building."
His response made me narrow my eyes at him.
"We’re getting married today, Helanie."
My heart almost stopped beating when I heard his plans. In fact, they were so insane that I started laughing, thinking he was just pulling a prank on me.
"Come on, tell me. Is it a café? Are we stopping for a meal?" I asked, watching him lean back comfortably, open his coat a little, then rest his head back on the seat, turning it toward me while breathing calmly.
"I’ll be your meal tonight," his voice turned sexier, and my head snapped toward the window. Avoiding eye contact with him might help me relax my muscles first.
"We’re getting married, Helanie. I can’t take this anymore," he repeated the same thing as before, but this time, with more passion and stubbornness in his voice.
"Emmet, I’m already married," I smiled a little, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
"You have four mates. That makes a whole difference. Besides, you can tell me if you don’t want to marry me, and I’ll tell the driver to turn back right now. But let me just say this, I really want to marry you. Tonight. I don’t think we’ll ever be able to do it again. So, it’s either tonight or sadly, never."
The urgency in his voice, the deep and dark tone, and the way his eyes zoned out made me sit back and take deeper breaths to make the right decision.
"What do you mean? What will the others say?" I asked, starting to worry. His tone and behavior were making me want to hold his hand and never let go. But then, what about the others?
"We can tell them later. Or you can leave a message. They’ll receive it once we get reception at the courthouse," he said.
"Emmet, what will we say was the urgency to get married like this?" I asked, sliding a little closer to be able to look into his eyes.
"Hm. You’ve done it before. Norman got lucky that night and married you when no one was around either," he mumbled, his voice still dark and hollow.
"That’s because he was saving me that night," I whispered, my eyes beginning to tear up.
"Then think of it as you saving me tonight," he said softly, raising his hand and gently touching my cheek.
"Are you in danger, Emmet? Is it Azura?" I asked, and he started smiling. A tear welled in his eye before slipping down.
"You can say no, by the way," he whispered, still smiling.
"What if I don’t want to say no?" I hit him back with the same soft tone he was using and gently placed my hand on his chest. I knew the others would be angry, but at that moment, I couldn’t stop myself.
It had been my dream for a while to marry Emmet. And tonight felt like the perfect night.
I just couldn’t say no.
I leaned in closer, resting against his chest. His arm wrapped around my body, holding me in a tight embrace.
"Like a river flows. Surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes–"
Emmet softly hummed the melody. I closed my eyes, listening to the song playing in the car, his voice blending into it perfectly.
’Some things, you know, are meant to be. Take my hand. Take my whole life too. For I can’t help falling in love with you’
The soft music wasn’t better than listening to Emmet’s heartbeat. We stayed like that for the rest of the ride until we arrived at the courthouse.
Emmet got out first and held his hand out for me. I stared at his hand, smiling through the emotion, and just as a tear rolled down my cheek, I placed my hand in his, and walked out with him.
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