Isabella’s POV Still half-asleep, I shuffled into the kitchen with a yawn. My disheveled hair and sleepy eyes couldn't hide the love in his gaze as he looked at me. "Good morning, my love," he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Morning, sleepyhead," I replied with a smile, leaning into his embrace. "I hope you're hungry. I'm making your favorite omelette." He grinned, planting a soft kiss on my cheek. "You spoil me, Bella. But I'm not complaining. Your cooking is the best part of my day." As I continued to cook, he couldn't resist sneaking a taste of the ingredients. "Mmm, you're a culinary genius. How did I get so lucky to have you as my wife?" I blushed at the compliment. "Oh, stop it. You're just saying that." "No, I mean it," he insisted, stealing another kiss. "I'm serious. You're not only an amazing cook, but you're also incredibly beautiful." I chuckled, brushing off the compliment. "Flattery will get you nowhere, mister." "Oh, I'm not trying to get anywhere. I al
Isabella’s POV I stepped into my car, a little blue one that had seen its fair share of adventures. I fastened my seatbelt and took a deep breath. The engine hummed to life as I drove towards the destination where Ava and I were supposed to meet. As I merged onto the highway, my mind wandered back to a memory I had long buried. I couldn't shake the image of a bigger wolf by the side of the road. It triggered a flood of memories from years back when we all treated Ava poorly in the pack, thinking she was just an Omega. Little did we know, she held royal blood within her. As I drove, the guilt and regret settled in. How could I have been so wicked to have done all those things to her? I berated myself silently, feeling a heavy weight on my chest. The highway stretched ahead, but my mind was trapped in the past. I remembered a day when Ava accidentally dropped some dishes near me. The entire pack burst into laughter, and I joined in, shouting at her. I winced at the memory, realizing
Ava’s POV I woke up feeling a bit nervous about the important meeting with Isabella. To prepare, I decided to take a nice, warm shower. I walked into the bathroom, still a bit sleepy, and turned the knob to let the water flow. The water felt comforting as it touched my skin. I stood under the shower, letting it cascade down my body. The sensation was like a gentle rain, and it helped me wake up and feel more alert. I reached for the shampoo and squeezed a little into my hand. I began to lather it into my hair, enjoying the bubbles forming. The smell of the shampoo was calming, and I took my time massaging my scalp. After rinsing my hair, I grabbed the body wash. The shower gel had a nice, soothing scent that filled the bathroom. I poured a little onto my sponge and started washing my body, beginning with my shoulders and working my way down. As the water continued to flow, I paid extra attention to each part of my body. I wanted to feel fresh and ready for the important conversati
Ava's POV I hesitated, not wanting to reveal the details about my meeting with Isabella. "Oh, I'm just going to see Alphonso's wife."Logan nodded, "That's good. She could really use some company. Go ahead, make her day brighter."I smiled, appreciating Logan's understanding. He came closer, dropping his hand on my shoulder and kissing my neck gently. It was a sweet moment, and I felt grateful for the support.Even though Logan was being sweet, I couldn't shake off the serious thoughts about what Isabella told me earlier about Logan involved in my kids kidnap, It made me hate him with every passing moment. As Logan dropped his hand on my shoulder and kissed my neck gently, I tried to reciprocate the affection, but my mood wasn't quite there. Logan, being perceptive, noticed something was off."Hey, is everything okay?" he asked, concern in his eyes.I hesitated, not wanting to burden him with my worries. "Nothing, Logan. I'm fine."But Logan persisted, "Are you sure? You don't seem
Ava’s POVThe weight of my thoughts made it hard to pretend that everything was fine. "It's really nothing, Logan. Just some thoughts on my mind."Logan's expression shifted, and I sensed a hint of frustration. "Ava, we're supposed to share things. What's going on?"Taking a deep breath, I avoided the truth and said, "It's just... I'm nervous about meeting Isabella. Old friendship stuff, you know?"Logan's face softened again. "Friendship stuff can be tough. But don't let it ruin your day. Go, meet Isabella, and sort things out. I'll be here when you get back."As Logan turned to leave, my internal struggle intensified. The weight of the accusations against him, mixed with my own complicated feelings, left me feeling distant. In a moment of frustration, Logan looked ready to leave the room.Feeling the need to connect, I reached out and held his hand, drawing him close to me. "Logan, I'm sorry for the way I've been acting."Logan, now a bit irritated, questioned, "What's going on, Ava
Ava’s POVAs I sat there, staring out of the window, my phone buzzed with a message. Curious, I picked it up and saw that it was from Logan. The message read, "I love you so much, babe... I just wanted you to know that."A warm feeling enveloped me, and a smile unconsciously appeared on my face. The genuine affection in Logan's words brought comfort and eased the tension that had been building up. I found myself smiling so much that my chin started to hurt."Why am I smiling at Logan's message?" I wondered aloud. The conflicting emotions within me surfaced. Isabella had mentioned Logan's involvement in the kidnapping of my kids, and yet, here he was, expressing his love.I tried to shake off the smile, reminding myself of the serious allegations. "Isn't he the one Isabella said kidnapped my kids?" I thought to myself, trying to push away the warmth Logan's message had brought.I attempted to frown, convincing myself to stay focused on the unresolved issues. The smile persisted, though
Ava’s POVIsabella then revealed the shocking knowledge by saying, "You are not an Omega; you are a princess." It appeared as though the ground beneath me was moving as a result of the weight of those words hovering over me. My ears were filled with the discovery, and the words played over and over again like a spooky tune. "Wait, what?" My voice was hardly heard as I stutteringly spoke. The expression on Isabella's face stayed unchanged, and her eyes conveyed a mixture of fear and compassion. I needed some physical space to handle the mental tempest that was raging inside of me, so I leaned back.I took a deep breath, as if I were getting ready for the turbulent talk that was about to take place. "Ava, you are the child of the king and queen. At that moment, my words lingered in the air like an unsaid reality, and I stated that they were their true biological child. I couldn't help but laugh loudly at the ridiculousness of the situation. "You're telling me I'm some lost princess or
Ava’s POVI couldn't believe what Isabella just said. "What? That's not true! Claire is just a friend from when I was a kid. We played together, and I accidentally almost hurt her once. How could you meet her and my mom?"Isabella shook her head, looking serious. "Ava, it's not a lie. I really met them. Claire, the one you're talking about, and your mom. They told me everything."My mind was all jumbled up. "Everything? But I lost touch with Claire a long time ago. How could you meet them?"Isabella motioned for me to come back and sit down. "Ava, I can explain everything. Just come back and sit, and I'll tell you the whole story."Slowly, I went back to my seat, still trying to understand what I just heard. I felt like I had been hit by a tornado of shocks. I took a sip of the water in the glass in front of me; it felt like I had been totally dehydrated, and my thoughts were as mixed up as a puzzle with missing pieces.Isabella took a deep breath, as if preparing for something big. "