“Violet, I want you to be my bride,” he inserts very randomly. I forget what I was even saying as my eyes go wide and round in my head. This day started out so much more ordinary—well, sort of. “I’m sorry, but did I somehow step into the Twilight Zone. Emit wants to mate me and mark me for werewolf marriage, and you suddenly want me as your bride—after both of you spent five months watching your ex! Do monster men not understand anything at all about women?”
AHAHAHAAH IM SORRY BC THIS IS SO FUNNYYYY ILY ARION
