Darius clutched her dress and closed his eyes, his skin tingled under her touch. It was soft and warm. He felt her run her hands through his hair. He had been responsible and accommodating, that was why he got on his knees, placed his head on her lap, and asked her if this was what she really wanted to do.
He pushed aside his selfishness and impulsive nature just to ask her. Being an Alpha had its own massive responsibilities, and in a way, Serena would be sharing them after this gathering. A new expectation would be placed on her, opinions would be formed about her, and she would be representing a faraway place that seemed like a myth to his people.
And so that was why he exhaled like he did, a sigh of relief when she said she would. Because if she said otherwise, then he would have to let her go.
Darius buried his head deeper into her lap, and a quiet nod followed. For a few heartbeats, they stayed like that, suspended in the stillness.
"Thank you," Darius murmured.
