Chapter 393 Mr Thorne Is Way Too Good at This
Tessa was so moved by Landon''s words, she couldn''t even speak.
Every step he took was for her; even the future-he had already thought it through for her. Everything he did was always to give her a safety, never to be a shackle.
She couldn''t help but tilt her head up and ce a kiss on his perfectly sculpted jawline.
"Mr. Thorne, why are you so good to me?" she asked, overwhelmed to the point where she didn''t even know how she could ever repay him.
"Of course I''m good to you. There are so many people who like you; if I don''t treat you right, what if you run off with someone else?"
Even though he was confident he was the one most suited for her, he couldn''t help but feel uneasy seeing all those suitors around her; there was always a
sense of urgency.
"Remember this-now and always, you''re mine. You''re mine and mine alone." That was Landon''s obsession, one that nothing could change.
Those words suddenly reminded Tessa of Song Sinian-he''d made a simr deration of possession, but when it came from him, it had felt like chains. When
it came from Landon, it was like moonlight melting gently over her.
"Mhm, I''m yours." Tessa curled up in his arms, smiling as she replied.
She was willing to be his, too...
On New Year''s Eve, the cold wind in Navoris swept through Times Square, flinging snow like pellets through the air, but it couldn''t douse the zing excitement in the eyes of the million-strong crowd.
Tessa wore the wolf-fur scarf Landon had given her, perfectly paired with the cashmere hat Walter had knit by hand in the same shade.
She held tightly to the old man''s wrinkled hand, mingling with the throngs of the Wolf Pack, her gaze lifted to the towering crystal ball at the center of the square- an 11-ton sphere covered in faceted prisms, swirling with rainbow light under the neon glow and snowkes, like a cluster of stars fallen to earth.
"One more minute!" someone shouted; like a rising tide, the countdown surged forward from the edges of the crowd.
Walter looked up at the flickering digits on the screen and was suddenly flooded with the memory of the first time he brought Tessa to a New Year''s celebration over a decade ago.
Back then, three-year-old Tessa had been dressed in a white tulle dress, the hem stained with stolen strawberry jam. He had bundled her in a wolf-fur cloak, and she''d waved her pudgy fists in excitement.
At the time, she was the girl prophesied to have no wolf, shunned by the rest of the Sinir family. Only he had been willing to take time out of his schedule to bring her to the New Year''s ceremony.
Now, the girl beside him had not only awakened a high-level wolf but had be the backbone of the Sinir family. Those short-sighted fools from back then had alle to regret it. Tessie will only keep getting better from here on...
He discreetly wiped the corner of his eye, but Tessa caught him in the act.
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Chapter 393 Mr Thorne Is Way Too Good at This
"Grandpa''s tearing up again," she said with a grin, pulling out a handkerchief embroidered with a wolf-he crest. "You have to be good this year-go for your check-ups when you''re supposed to, and stay healthy okay?"
"You little rascal... anyone listening would think you were my
elder!" Walter chuckled and gently patted the back of her hand, then suddenly pointed at the crystal ball. "Look! It''s starting to drop!"
The dazzling sphere began to descend, visibly inching down as the crowd crupted in a wave of cheers.
Tessa felt Walter''s hand trembling slightly, so she pulled him closer, sharing her warmth with him.
On the outer fa?ade of the 110-story Spire Tower, a massive projection yed clips of New Year''s celebrations from years past. One frame shed by quickly-a much younger Walter, standing tall and proud as the Frostmoon Pack''s alpha, cradling a baby Tessa in his arms.
"Five, four, three..."
Tessa threw her arm in the air with the crowd, her palm slick with nervous sweat.
"Two! One!"
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