Yumi's POV.- Coming to Mexico is half an excuse. Even while it is true I’m here for a friend’s daughter’s first birthday party. Then again, it’s good for a little time away from all the ruckus with Henry. Somewhere I won’t have to see his face and have him clouding my judgement. I need a clear head to decide what I want to do from now on. The taxi halts just outside the ‘Dark Stone Pack’ territory and I get out of the back with my single luggage and backpack. After paying the driver, I hold a smile as I adjust the sling of my backpack while looking at the winding road with a lush array of tall trees lining either side at a stretch. As I grab the handle of my luggage to wheel it along with me, a figure steps out from the line of trees to the left. Standing about 5ft, 8 inches. Dark-brown buzz haircut, and ashen bright eyes that light up at the sight of me. “Yumi, you came.” Caden walks towards me and I smile back. “Couldn’t miss it for anything”. He helps with my luggage as we cha

Henry's POV.- Just when I thought it was over, I found myself lurking outside Yumi’s apartment building. I knew my plans had pulled off, but I just couldn’t wait any longer. So I came here. And behold! My mate came rushing out in such a desperate search, crying like she was afraid she might lose me forever. My chest tightened as I watched her, and then her frantic sad eyes looked over. Drawn to her like a magnet, I stood before her and my arms moved on their own to engulf her against my body. How much I missed her…missed us. Before now, I’ve never been threatened so lethally. That I could lose something so undeniably and enormously precious to me. I shook so hard as I embraced her as a cleansing bout of relief washed through me. Taking away all the pain, regret, and sadness. At that moment she announced being mine and responsively, I promised to my heart, mind, and soul, I would never be so foolish to let go of her nor give her the slip to let go of me ever again. “Hmmm…so beaut

Yumi's POV.- I feel warm hands on my shoulder shaking me awake. I grumble and scrunch my face as I swat it away. The sound of a low chuckle has me tensing for a moment, and I snap my eyes open. Are we there yet? I stare out the rolled-up window to see it’s around sunset, and then I look the other way to see beautiful, shimmering hazel slate-blues gleaming down at me. My heart literally stops and picks up insanely as unease raids my body, and I look away. “I bet you enjoyed your sleep. We’ve arrived”. Henry starts unstrapping his seat belt and I fret around nervously. I know I agreed so easily back there, but…I can’t. “I can’t.” Placing my hands on his arm anxiously, Henry looks at me, quirking a brow up. “What? You have to- Oh~” What’s with that slurry tone? I gulp tensely and he winks at me and steps out of the car. Stiffly, I do the same while wondering what he must have up his sleeve. The Pack members walking around gasp when they see me and I manage a small smile and a light

Henry's POV.- I fall into bed right the moment the walk-in closet door creaks open and Yumi’s head peeks out to see if I’ve fallen asleep. I pretend to be doing so as I keep my eyelids hooded and partially shut. But she can’t see that from the distance she’s at. Come to me, baby...I bite down the urge to chuckle as I see her through my partial vision tiptoeing out carefully, in my clean boxer shorts and short-sleeve top. So simple, but damn gorgeous! When she slides into bed and is about to shut her eyes, in a sporadic movement, I bound up against her. “Henry…let go.” Her weak voice comes out again, attempting to sound firm, but I only squeeze her the more, humming in the negative and she groans. I nuzzle her exposed neck slowly, causing goosebumps to wake along my teasing trail. “How do you feel, spending the night with me like this?” I ask with a smirk and hear her huff, her tension deflating considerably. Not yet as relaxed as I need her to be, but I can do with this for now.

Yumi's POV.- Haa...I don’t think it stings so much that I might need him to carry me. So I shake my head languidly as he squeezes my hands. “You stay here with everyone. I’ll call you when I need you,” I assure him with a smile as I lean up, biting down a wince to peck his cheek. Henry reluctantly hums and I smile once more before letting my hands slip from his as I catch my dress once more along my departure, ensuring to dodge as many eager well-wishers as possible. - - Free from all the ecstatic merriment and blasting music, I sigh with fatigue slouching my shoulders as I come before the bathroom mirror. Staring into the mirror, my breath catches with awe to meet gazes with the Queen staring back at me. Henry flaunted his wealth in such a bedazzling burst for our wedding. My wedding dress was a fitting silver dress that flowed in very attractive silver waves, running over the floor in a length of ten feet. It had real diamond jewels stuck all around the v-neck, the intricate f