Page 84 of Furever Loyal
“That is for being so amazing and wonderful and perfect, and all around the best woman I could ever have imagined for my mate.”
Feeling buoyed by the warmth and tenderness he was showing, Haley snuggled in close. “Does this mean you’ll finally tell me what’s going on?”
“Sure.” Kincaid showed her over to the couch, where they both sat down and curled up close to one another. “The Hunter is one of the more unique positions in a House. When one is confirmed, we go through a ceremony that essentially gives us sensitivity to magic. Specifically, the magic that binds a mated pair together. We can feel it, and we are often given visions, I guess you would say, of mates that are destined to come into contact soon.”
“So, like a seer?”
“I guess. I can’t control it, and the visions come when fate works its own magic. Some Hunters go years without one, some have really busy weeks.”
“And this makes you happy?”
“Haley, my love, my everything. I can sense you. I can feel the magic that bindsustogether. I knew you were the one I wanted, but having life itself tell you that you made the right choice? That’s a pretty great feeling.”
“So you can see the connection between us?”
“In a way. It’s hard to explain, but yes. You and I. We are meant to be together.”
Haley blew out air through her lips. “I could have told you that.”
Kincaid laughed. “Well, if you’re so sure about it, I guess I’ll have to marry your ass.”
“Are you going to marry the rest of me too?” she asked with as much sass as she could muster.
He stared at her, unfazed. “If you’ll let me.”
She knitted her eyebrows together. “Is this a proposal?”
Kincaid bit his lip, hesitated, then nodded. “Yes. I guess it is. I…I didn’t really intend for it to go like this, but…”
Shock, wonder, joy and happiness rushed through her system all at once, a confusing parade of emotions that left Haley crying and nodding her head and speaking repeatedly. “Yes,” she told him. “A dozen times, yes. Screw the rules. I just want to be with you. We’ll do it our own way!”
Kincaid shouted with joy and picked her up, holding her tight to his chest as he ran back out into the hallway.
“What are you doing?” she asked in astonishment as he started shouting to the rest of the House.
“We’re getting married!” he bellowed, running up and down the hallways, announcing it to everyone.
Haley laughed.If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em I guess.
“We’re getting married!” she shouted, adding her voice to his.
We’re getting married.
Epilogue
Kincaid strode down the Grand Hallway, wondering just how much of a coincidence his being called to meet with the Queen was. Was it possible she knew something was still eating away at him? That there was still one last question he had about it all?
He hadn’t voiced his concerns to anyone, not even Haley. The last thing he wanted to do was stress her out. This was something that would have to be dealt with by his House, by those that could be trusted. The only problem was determining just who to trust. The numbers, it seemed, were smaller than he was comfortable admitting.
“Hello Khove,” he said calmly, nodding at the head of the Queen’s private guard, the Queen’s Own.
“Kincaid,” the man said gruffly.
“She’s expecting me.”
The big, stern-faced guard nodded, but instead of pulling one of the doors to the Throne Room open for him, he turned and pushed it inward, accompanying Kincaid inside.
“Out,” Khove said, jerking his head at the other guards.
