Chapter twenty-seven

Chapter twenty-seven - Cry on my shoulder

"Life is precious. Enjoy the things which truly matter, before it's too late."

[K A T O]

Never in my life, I have had such a fast shower. Never. I cleaned myself with a scrub like a mad man, just to feel clean enough and rush. He is waiting for me downstairs. The butterflies in my stomach started a real atom war as soon as he crossed my mind. This might be love. I hope so.

I hopped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my body and one on my hair, afterward grabbing my toothbrush. Brush teeth, dry your fair, get dressed and run to him, I mentally reminded myself of a plan I had.
Needless to say that I was pretty fast. Well, at first I was. When it came to dressing up, I got stuck.

What do I wear? Does he like dresses? Or maybe something more casual? Would he appreciate me trying to look pretty for him or me being comfortable?

I have never been this confused about the choice of clothing. It's time to ask for help.

"Mom!" I yelled out loud. Mind-link would work, but whenever I yell for my mom, she knows it's serious.

"Yes?" She instantly ran into my bedroom. Wait. Was she standing behind the door and waiting for me? Did she know I'll need help?

"I don't know what to wear. Can you help me out, please?" I almost whined like a little kid. My mom has never been the type of woman, who enjoys shopping or dressing up, but when she became a Luna she had to look good at all costs. She had to learn how to dress up properly for all occasions, so I'm pretty sure she will be perfect help.

"Sit down honey, let me see what we got here. Have you decided what kind of look you're going for?" she started looking throughout the clothing in my closet, picking up and throwing away pieces of clothing one by one.

"I don't know. I guess I want to look pretty?" I'm pretty sure that I've never looked this confused before. She just nodded and smiled at me, trying to come up with small things to keep our conversation going on.

"This is the one!" she yelled out loud.

"What did you find there?" I raised an eyebrow and joined her.

She was holding a long, white summer gown. I don't believe that I've ever tried that on, must be one of her secret shopping trip gifts for "special occasion". This is one of those unexpected occasions, so I'm pretty grateful for her doing this.

"It's beautiful," I whispered.

The dress was beautiful. Pearl white, reaching down to my ankles, stylish deep v neckline, covered in a layer of lace. Mom turned around, looked through some boxes in the farthest corner of my closet and handed me white flats.

"Let's do your makeup!" she yelled in excitement, making sure that I'd understand that there's no way out of this now.

"Nothing over the top!" I glared at her.

My mother. My life-giver. The woman, who birthed me... She flipped me off, suggested me to shut up and let her do her "magic". Oh, how I wanted to argue with her. But I couldn't... She was so excited, I couldn't ruin her moment. So instead of being my usual grumpy self, I closed my mouth and let her do the makeup.

Thankfully it didn't take too much time and after about fifteen minutes she let me take a look in a mirror. She didn't go over the top, for what I was grateful, yet I could barely recognize myself. Was I able to look as good as the girl staring back at me?

"I'll make you a nice, simple hairstyle and after that, you can get dressed," she announced. I'm already speechless, so I just nodded my head.

"Go get dressed," she whispered in my ear as she was done, trying to block the mirror and gesturing towards the closet. As I slowly slid on the dress, she picked out, I started feeling a little anxious. What if I won't look like myself? Is this some kind of makeover? What if Lukas won't like me this way? I tried to shake the thoughts away, my wolf encouraging me, trying to build up my self-esteem. She kept repeating how beautiful I am and how in love with us Lukas is, no matter how we look like. I swallowed the lump, forming in my throat, and slid on the flats, leaving the closet instantly, fearing to change my mind.

My mom was sitting on my bed, her eyes filled with tears as she spotted me.

"You're so beautiful, so grown," she whispered under her breath, I wouldn't hear anything if I would be just a human.

I turned my back to her.

"Mom don't cry or I will cry too, you don't want me to ruin the makeup, right?" I took a few deep breaths and turned around again, hoping to meet her gaze. To my surprise, she was gone.

My knees were shaking, I could barely stand on my feet. Step by step, I made my way to the mirror, forcing myself to keep a balance.

When I finally faced myself I almost fainted. My mom had done a great job with the makeup, the rest was beyond my imagination. My hair falling in messy curls, white flowers pinned in it, the dress fit my curves perfectly, making me look more feminine than I thought I could be.

"Deep breaths Kato, deep breaths. Go downstairs, he's waiting for you!" I encouraged myself, taking one last look at myself in the mirror.

As soon as I left my bedroom, the cheerful laughter, I heard coming from the downstairs before, died. What in the Hell is happening here? A moment ago my mother and father were laughing and now they're quiet? Is it because of me? These stress levels are not good for me, that's for sure.

Rather slowly, not so confident anymore, I made my way downstairs. As soon as I entered the living room, there was my mom and dad standing in front of me, holding hands and looking at me lovingly.

"Where's Eli?" I mind-linked dad, not hiding the surprise of not seeing him here.

"Left for the Alpha camp, he almost shifted," dad shrugged his shoulders.

"And where's Lukas?" I whispered, fearing that they'll say he's not here. Would he leave again?

"You are so beautiful," I suddenly heard his voice. My body tensed. He was standing behind me. Why?

"Turn around, love," he sounded so calm, his voice soothing, calming me down like a spell.

So I did. I turned around to face him. Lukas was dressed in white, just like I was, but as I was standing, he was kneeling in front of me. I missed a heartbeat...

"Kato Valentino, will you make me the happiest man alive- marry me and let me mark you as my chosen beloved once again? Will you let me show the world, both humans and supernaturals, that I was the lucky man, who had the honor to call you "mine"?" he asked THE question, holding a small satin box, with a ring in it, up for me to see it.

I couldn't push a word over my lips, tears instantly streaming down my cheeks. I laughed in shock and nodded my head, making him smile.
He stood up, wrapped his arms around my waist tightly, leaned down and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss wasn't long, since my parents started cheering, clapping their hands and yelling out loud. Lukas slowly leaned down, hiding his face in my neck and whispered: "cry on my shoulder, my beautiful wife."

The end