The Alpha Prince's Abused Mate Chapter 193

WILLIAM

My nerves are killing me but I am more determined than ever to pop her the question. Wiping the glistening off my brows, I looked at the mirror practicing what I am going to say.

This is the most nerve-wracking moment of my lifetime. Not even those battles and wars I have been to could be compared.

“Alpha prince, Ms. Alana is already awake. And the cake is ready too.”

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I glanced at myself in the mirror before heading out to the kitchen to take the cake that I baked last night and asked the soldiers to guard all night so no one would be able to compromise its safety.

“Okay, William. You can do it. You can do it! No!”

I tripped on the cable and stone on the ground and before I knew it, the cake flew to the air and ended up on the ground.

Smashed. The dirt eating up the white filling and the words on top of them being buried into non-existence.

“No!” I growled, my eyes wide in bitterness and sadness.

The cake suffered the same fate as the balloons that I blew myself, the dish I cooked myself, the house that I tried to build myself, the plane that I drove myself, the diamond that I make myself… the list goes on and on.

Everything that I do to ask Alana the most important things ends up getting ruined by my own carelessness.

“William, what are you doing?” Alana asked in front of me, deeply perplexed, why I am lying on the ground like a frog with the icing of the cake bearing my proposal all over the soil trying to save the most important thing in my life right now.

The design which I painstakingly did myself is littered all over my suit.

“William!” Alana uttered, holding the laughter in her voice as she took out her handkerchief and started cleaning off the cake on my face.

“Are you this giddy to eat this cake for you to run like that away from me?”

She snickered and continued cleaning the mess off me.

“Do not worry, I am going to learn how to bake so I can make them for you.”

I stared right into the dancing lights in her eyes and found myself getting red than ever.

Why am I such a baby today? I feel so disappointed that fate seemed to be not in my way today.

“I will make you so many cakes, okay? And will you eat them for me when I make them for you?” she asked, her hands still on my face caressing me, comforting a sulking grown man.

“Of course,” I said, my emotions still in rebellion. “But that would be different.”

I pointed at the cake on the ground. “This is different, Alana.”

She burst into a louder laughter. “William, that is just the same with other cakes. Come on. We can always make a new one.”

I had the urge to stomp my feet on the soil like a spoiled child but I forced myself not to do that. “No, my love. This cake is different. This is different from all the other cakes that we are going to make and eat together.”

Curiously, she eyed me a look. “Why? What makes this cake different from the others?”

I fell silent in frustration. Why is nothing going my way today?

“William, please tell me.” Her voice is so soothing that not answering her now would be a total crime.

Closing my eyes, I let out a disappointed growl. “Because of the words on them.”

She chuckled. “And what are those words?” she kept on probing me.

Sighing, I tried to not meet her eyes but she just took my face and firmly caught my gaze. “Alpha Prince William! Please, tell me!”

My back straightened in an instant at the authority in her voice. Every time she uses this kind of commanding tone on me, I just do not have a choice but to tell her the truth.

That is how authoritative my tiny Alana is to me.

“Willi-”

“I want to ask for your hand, Alana,” I blurted out in an instant. “Will you be my mate forever? Will you marry? Me? Those were the words that are written on the cake while I take this ring out and wait for your answer.”

I showed her the box of rings in my pocket. “I have planned it over and over in my head. I have rehearsed the words I am going to say but it seems like nothing is going in my plan for today that is why I am so frustrated right now.”

To my utter surprise, I just heard how she laughed candidly as if that is the most trivial thing she heard in her lifetime. “Oh, my dear boy. What is your problem? Then, ask me again here in this sea of icing. Come on, William. Ask me again.”

I blinked, my head swimming with thoughts. “Am I really hearing what I am hearing now?”

Alana sat next to me, her dress drenched with icing just like me. “Your girl is waiting, alpha prince. I might get a little bit impatient, you know.”

Scrambling into my knees, I popped open the box revealing the two-stone white diamond ring that I made for her. I guess this is the only thing that I made that did not end in disaster.

With my heart beating like it’s going to come out with my dry mouth not going to make it any easier for me, I asked her the question with my tongue-tied.

“A-Alana, w-will you m-marry this pitiful young man?” I finally asked, drawing an air out.

I just wished she would pity me and say yes.

“Oh, silly!” she exclaimed and moved her finger at me. “You already know the answer to that, my alpha prince. Yes, of course. I am going to be your wife. Now, put that ring on me! Hurry!”

She is laughing while my hand is shaking while putting on the ring on her finger.

“Oh, William! You could be really a baby sometimes!” she said smiling and captured my lips for a kiss.

I responded back knowing that I am too ready to be her slave in love forever.