Let The Alpha Fall 111

Gabriel’s POV.
Six months later.
I want to marry Lori. I’ve been thinking about it for months, I’ve bought the perfect ring. The type I know she will like. A
classic, oval cut diamond I’ve caught her admiring at least three times on separate occasions and I’ve been waiting for
the perfect time. But something keeps coming up.
Lori’s too busy. She has way too much on her plate and sometimes I think adding wedding plans to the mix would be a
little thoughtless of me.
We just celebrated Jack and Emilia’s first year birthday a few weeks ago and the planning drained her. Physically and
mentally drained her.
She wanted a big party, I didn’t mind a small one but we ended up going all out anyways and thankfully it didn’t turn into
a complete mess.
And after the party I thought we’d be getting more alone time since we finally have a new nanny but that’s not really the
case. Lori has decided to apply for college and while I’m finally happy that she’s getting to do something she has wanted
to do for years, I fear we may not get the alone time I was hoping for.
And now popping the question seems like it might be coming at a wrong time.
But is there really a right time?
I don’t know because everytime I think there’s a right and perfect time to pop the question, something comes up.
It does eventually feel overwhelming.
Draco tells me to just do it, rip the bandaid off and just pop the question but I don’t like that style.
I want it to be special. I want it to be a special moment. For the both of us. Something sweet and maybe a little grand.
I know Lori would love that. She loves surprises, but I also want it to be a good one.
Like popping the question on a trip with just the two of us. Where I know she’s relaxed and there’s nothing taking away
her attention and she can just focus and enjoy the moment.
Yes, that’s the kind of proposal I imagine.
But knowing Lori, she won’t want to leave the kids for too long and a quick getaway trip would definitely make her
suspicious.
Not to mention, with her going back to college soon, vacation trips were out of the question at the moment.
I have to play this safe. While planning the grandest proposal ever.
“What are you thinking about?!”
She pulls me out of my thoughts as she walks into the room. There was a towel in her hand and she was using it to dry
her hair. She smelled of shampoo and strawberries.
“Nothing.”
I murmur as I try to compose myself.
Lori stands in the room, her eyes fixated on me. She’s wearing a pink dress shirt, I know she is naked underneath it.
“Are you sure? You look worried.”
“I’m not.”
“We don’t keep secrets from each other remember?!”
She persists and I almost fold but I hold my tongue.
As Lori’s powers manifested we found out she had the power of persuasion, or compelling. Whatever it was, it was
powerful and it could compel the truth out of someone. And while she hasn’t tried to use it on me yet because she says
she would never, I fear it’ll work too well if she does.
“It’s nothing for you to worry about. Now.”
I reassure her with a smile. She relaxes.
“Are you on your way? Leaving soon?”
She nods.
“Yes. Very soon. Sydney will be here soon to take care of the kids, are you still going to the office today?”
I check the time. I actually didn’t have a lot on my schedule. Just a meeting or two, but I’d finish in an hour and then I’ll
be back home. Next Page
“I am. But I won’t take long.”
“Great! Do you want to come with me to check out the campus?!”
Lori sounds excited and there’s a bittersweet feeling that came with her going to college. First, the knowledge that she wouldn’t be around as much as she was before. She would go from home but I know that classes and studying will take a
huge chunk of her time.
And then there is the fact that she’s going to be even more stressed than she was before. I dread that already.
I don’t like seeing her stressed out.
“Sure. I would love to.”
She climbs into bed and I hold her hand, leading her towards me.
I draw her in for a kiss and she indulges me, just for a while before she pulls away.
“I have to get ready.“
She murmurs, her voice thick with desire. I run my hands through her dark hair, liking the silky wet feel of it.
“Just a few seconds.”
I whisper in her ear as I nibble gently.
She chuckles.
“I won’t get anything done today if you start.”
“There’s always tomorrow.”
I encourage as my hands find the button of the shirt. I miss her. Every-time she was gone I wanted her back to me, and
every moment spent without her was inconsequential.
Surprisingly, she helps me with the buttons, raising her shoulders and letting me pull off the shirt. She was naked
underneath. I knew it.
I pull her close and she runs her finger in my hair, her head tilted backwards.
I plant little kisses on her chest, all the way down to her abdomen.
Slowly, I lay her on the bed to continue and before I continue, there’s a persistent knock on the door.
This is our life with kids now. Interruptions every now and then.
It’s cute sometimes, but it could also be annoying.
But the knock wasn’t from the two kids we have who can now walk, no, it was from our new tone deaf nanny Sydney. She
comes highly recommended and she’s great with the kids, but she lacks social awareness.
She would barge in at odd times and interrupt our conversations. Lori tells me to give her some slack because she’s still
adjusting, Oh well, I have no more slacks to give.
“Who is it?”
In a flash Lori was out of bed and buttoning ho the dress shirt as she hurried towards the door.
I sigh, knowing that now I wouldn’t be able to interrupt her once Sydney starts talking to her.
I pull the covers over my throbbing erection as the door opened.
It was Sydney. She had brought the kids. She thought we would like to say hello to them before they left for their walk in
the park.
Emilia and Jack walk into the room in their tiny pajamas. Their small feet waddling towards Lori who now has her arms
outstretched towards them.
She kneels down and picks them up in her arms and they erupt into giggles.
“Ma-ma!”
Emilia calls out. A word she had grown quite accustomed to in the last few months and it had brought tears to Lori’s eyes when she heard them for the first time.
Everyone says every kids first words is Da-da. Not Emilia’s though.
“Hi!!!!”
Lori squeals.
At the sight of all of them, all my frustration and pent up anger washes away. I smile at them, feeling complete. And
happy. And contented.
This is it.
This is the life I’ve always wanted.
A family to call my own, with a soulmate. The woman who I want to spend the rest of my life with.
“Let’s go say hello to daddy.”
I vaguely hear Lori saying as she starts walking towards the bed and then it hits me.
I’ve been searching for the perfect moment, but now, now more than ever, I’ve never wanted to say the words ‘marry me’ as much as I longed to say it now.
I reach for the bedside drawer where I had the ring safely tucked.
Lori was already on the bed and Jack was a crawling to me.
I manage to get the box in time to tackle Jack and give him a hug. Emilia too.
I turn to Lori who is watching the kids and I and smiling and I look into her eyes.
She finds me staring and looks into mine. Her free hand touches my face.
I pull out the box.
“Marry me.”
I say as I show her the ring.
She didn’t even look at it, she just smiled again and then sighed.
“I thought you’d never ask!”
What?!
“You’ve been waiting for me to ask?”
I ask, flabbergasted and mildly flushed.
Lori shakes her head.
“Not really. But I saw the ring two months ago and Myra and I have been taking bets on how you were going to pop the
question.”
My jaw drops.
All this time… I’ve been obsessing over how I was going to propose. Thinking of the grandest way possible…
“I told Draco to give you a hint and tell you to just pop the question. I’ve been waiting a while for you to take it.”
Oh my god.
I think as I start laughing.
“So is the answer yes?!”
I ask with mild anxiety.
Lori stretches out her finger.
“Yes!”