Chapter 221
221 –Claimed By My Alpha Mate
Madeline:
“Baxter, you are emotional,” I uttered, once again trying to remind him what it meant to marry me.
If he had stepped forward earlier and wanted to marry me when Elgin and Graham rejected me, I would have thought it was not a big deal, that I would just marry him and then leave him.
But now the tension was high. There were strict rules, one being that he would be forced out of the pack if he married me.
And for some reason, he looked completely careless about such a serious outcome.
“Shush,” Baxter murmured, gently placing his warm finger across my cold lips, and my eyes widened even more.
Even the crowd gasped. They were disgusted that an alpha stood this close and acted so affectionate toward a whore’s daughter.
“Just like you have every right to choose what you want for yourself, I have the right to choose what I want, and I want you,” he remarked.
This time, his voice was more firm, as if warning me not to try to stop him again.
At that moment, I felt as if he was only doing this because he saw how humiliated I had been, so maybe he wanted to stand by my side to show support.
That was the only explanation I could come up with, because if I tried to believe what he was saying, it would mean that everything I had thought and felt was something he had shared too.
However, he did not even wait for anyone else to stop or interrupt him.
“I, Alpha Baxter, accept my fated mate as my wife, as my only one, and as my partner forever,” he declared loudly, making the small twitch in my heart feel more alive than ever.
The rejections had felt really hard, but the acceptance began to shake me.
A bubble of energy ran through my entire body.
Baxter released my hand and suddenly grasped my arms, pulling me closer and placing my hands on his chest.
We were so close that the only thing between us was our breaths.
“What is this Alpha doing?” someone from the crowd remarked loudly, growing anxious at an Alpha ready to lose everything for me.
“Baxter, your mother is calling me. Please attend this call and listen to her first,” Elgin made one last attempt as he rushed upstairs, holding the phone out to Baxter, who still did not look away from me.
“Accept me, ” Baxter responded to me instead of answering Elgin.
“Did you not hear me? Your mother is calling. Please talk with her. She will knock some sense into you,” Elgin urged, shaking the phone toward Baxter again.
Baxter still had not looked away from me.
That was when someone shouted, a loud cry with no words. It was Yuvonne.
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She burst into tears before dropping onto her knees.
“Baxter, Yuvonne has passed out,” my stepmother tried again to get his attention. 2
There was chaos around him. On one side his mother was calling.
On the other his fiancée had collapsed. His friends were against the idea.
Yet he remained calm, not responding to anyone and only tightening his hold on me.
“If you do not accept it, I will go rogue, with or without you,” he warned, because I guessed he understood that him losing his place in the pack was what held me back.
“Okay, listen to your mother first,” Elgin uttered as he lifted the phone to take the call.
However, before his mother could speak, Baxter removed one hand from my arm, snatched the phone from him, and threw it across the aisle, shocking everyone. 1
Elgin gasped and stepped away.
At this point, even I knew there was no stopping Baxter.
“I accept Baxter as my husband, as my mate.” Those words left my lips, and instead of showing any weight from what he had done, he smiled.
His face looked relaxed, as if this had been his greatest achievement.
The fireworks planned for the ceremony still went off.
The loud sound of music filled the air, because the workers seemed unsure whether to stop the arrangements or continue, since even after the cancellation Lord Eldon had stated that everyone would still enjoy the feast.
Now that the wedding had happened, it seemed more fitting to continue.
Many guests wore bitter expressions, shaking their heads and staring at Baxter with disbelief and disappointment.
Baxter stepped closer and placed his hand on my back.
His touch was so warm that I began to melt. I could not even breathe correctly.
He leaned in and brought his mouth near my neck. His breath warmed my skin for a brief moment.
Then he bit gently into the side of my neck, marking me.
The sensation made my entire body tense. My fingertips curled inward, and it felt warm and very intimate at the same time.
My knees almost gave out.
I had thought the mark was supposed to hurt, but instead something began to rise in me, quiet emotions I could not explain.
My body started to twitch, as if I wanted him to keep holding me, to not only mark my neck but every part of my body.
The crowd went silent in my mind. All I could focus on was Baxter holding me.
When he finally began to pull back, I realized I had been claimed by a man who had taken such a confident and bold stand for me that I did not think anyone else could have done it.
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