Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409: 409-Running From My Wedding

Clementine:

"Ian, what are you doing?" I laughed when he held my hand and dragged me all the way to the mystic corners.

However, we did not enter. He began to lead me down the road and then pointed toward an antique shop.

"You see that?" he asked.

I gave him a confused look.

"This is the antique shop of the North. I’ve heard so many things about it," he told me as we stopped in front of it. "They had jewelry, beautiful things, but now there’s no owner, and I can pick anything I want."

"You’re such a thief," I remarked, and he gave me a cheeky grin.

"Let’s wait here, okay?" he said.

I frowned in confusion, not understanding what he was trying to do. Why did I have to wait outside?

Still, I obeyed. I wandered along the road while he went inside. Before entering, I noticed him take a deep breath.

A few minutes later, he rushed out, gasping for air. He dropped to the ground, one knee touching the surface, the other leg bent, his hands braced against the hard stone.

I looked up and saw the fog monsters reaching for the door before retreating as it slammed shut.

"Ian, this place is filled with those fog monsters," I said, confused and almost angry, ready to scold him for going inside when he knew they were there.

"The Fades," he replied as he stood up, brushing dirt from his knee. "They’re called the Fades," he added, as if that was what I wanted to know.

"They occupy the antique shop too?" I asked.

He nodded, his hair bouncing slightly. "You are just—can you please lower yourself?"

Very shyly and dramatically, I placed my hands behind my back, lifted one leg, bent my knee, and asked him to lower himself, speaking like a shy princess would.

He smirked, linked his hands behind his neck, and crouched down. The moment he did, my smile faded, and I slapped the back of his head.

"Ow!" he complained, straightening as he realized I had tricked him.

"Don’t ever put yourself in danger like that," I warned him.

I remembered how the Fades had knocked me out and how I would have died if he had not arrived in time. I knew how dangerous they were.

"Fine, but here, see what I got you," he said, pulling his hand from his pocket and revealing a beautiful ring.

It was metal jewelry, but the diamond on top held streaks of pattern.

"The antique shop has diamonds?" I asked, and he chuckled, ready to correct me in his usual way.

"The North is different. This isn’t just a diamond. It’s an antique one," he explained, stepping closer. "See the pattern?"

He pointed at the stone, about the size of my nail. It was large, yet light when I held it.

Pink lines stretched through the diamond toward its edges.

"Yeah, look. These are unique," he whispered.

Then he suddenly leaned in and pressed his lips against mine before pulling back, laughing when he saw my reaction.

"You got it for me?" I asked him, and he stopped smiling.

"No, for the hollow man," he replied, rolling his eyes.

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