The Alpha's Fated Outcast Rise Of The Moonsinger novel Chapter 232

Lyla

The sun had barely risen, but I was already awake, standing before the packhouse, watching as Ramsey gave final instructions to Seth and Lenny. I felt a knot forming in my stomach, an unease and ache I couldn't quite shake.

I've been jumpy all night. I've barely rested. All I could think of was the trip and Nathan. The more I thought about the person Nathan was evolving into, the more it felt surreal. Everyone was getting it wrong about the kind of person he was.

After giving instructions to Lenny and Seth, we rode to the Private Jet Tarmac. Ramsey decided flying would be better than riding for almost six hours to Blue Ridge. When we arrived at the tarmac, I stood before him, trying to keep my emotions in check.

"I'll miss you," I whispered, straightening his already perfect collar just to have something to do with my trembling hands.

He gazed at me fondly and teased."You look like you're about to cry."

I huffed, crossing my arms. "I'm not."

He came closer and caught my hands in his, bringing them to his lips. "I'll be back before you know it, baby. Lenny will take good care of you while I'm gone," he promised.

I let out a shaky breath. "You better be."

He leaned down, pressing a lingering kiss to my lips. I clutched the fabric of his shirt, not wanting to let go, but knowing I had to.

"Take care of yourself," I whispered against his lips.

"I will. And you …" he gave me a pointed look, "…don't do anything reckless while I'm gone."

I rolled my eyes. "I make no promises."

He chuckled, shaking his head. Then, with one last squeeze of my hand, he turned and walked towards the waiting jet.

Lenny, who had been standing a few feet away, gave me a reassuring nod. "Don't worry, Luna. He'll be back in one piece."

I forced a small smile. "I know."

Ramsey climbed onto the jet, his gaze swept over me one last time. "Lyla."

I met his eyes, my heart pounding.

"I know this is not a perfect time to say this but I feel like I need to do this right now and here. Not because I'm worried about anything but because I want to always remember that I am yours and you're mine."

I moved closer to the jet. "Why?"

"There's a ring at the bottom of my drawer, the one beside the bed. It's under a stack of documents. I've been wanting to propose for nearly three weeks now…."

"Yes!" a tear rolled down my cheeks as I swiped at it hurriedly. "Yes, I will marry you, Ramsey Kincaid. Hell! I thought you'd never ask."

He exhaled sharply, holding his chest. "Oh, gods! I can't believe this… So, let's get married when I come back?"