Ella POV Message notification from Alexander Black. The words flashed across the top of my phone screen as I checked the time, but I forced myself to ignore them. Keeping busy was my best defense against wandering thoughts, and I was certainly making sure to stay occupied. I spent the previous
Alexander POV Ella always managed to surprise me in ways I didn’t expect. When we met at the gym, it wasn’t necessarily her strength or speed that caught me off guard—I’d expected her to have some athleticism. What surprised me was her enthusiasm. For someone who claimed she didn’t exercise regu
Ella POV Occupational therapy wasn’t exactly what I expected—though, in hindsight, that was probably my fault for doing no research before agreeing to it. The prospect of regaining my wolf had been so exciting that I didn’t even think to question how the process would work. Most of the appointme
"It's not that I don't trust your judgment," I said hesitantly. "I'm just... uneasy about all of this." “We can meet in person,” Alexander offered. “It might be easier to discuss our plans that way.” “I’d love to,” I replied, “but I promised my father I’d help him with some pack matters today.”
Ella POV The silence that followed was so pronounced it felt heavy. Alexander didn’t respond, and the seconds dragged on long enough that I glanced at my phone to make sure the call hadn’t dropped. "Alexander?" I said softly. "Did I say something wrong?" "No, not at all," he answered quickly,
"Really?" "Yes," I assured him with a smile. "Who knows, maybe I'll even learn a little more about you—break through that impenetrable shell of yours." Alexander chuckled, a rich sound that made the corners of my mouth twitch upward. "I'd be impressed if you did," he admitted. "But perhaps I sho
Ella POV “This venue is well-suited for a large wedding,” the tall, dark-haired woman with glasses explained, gesturing around the space. “The bridal suite has room for the bride, of course, as well as the bridesmaids. We also have a groom’s suite complete with a wet bar. We have plenty of beaut
Ella POV Alexander's family home was nothing like what I had imagined. His apartment was so sleek and high-end that I had expected his family residence to be a sprawling modern mansion equipped with the latest technology. Instead, it was an old manor house—updated, yes—but still radiating a time
Alexander POV I stared at Ella. The look on her face was teasing, but her eyes told a different story. They were dark, intent—appraising. She wasn’t just joking. At least, I didn’t think so. Her confidence when she said I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference wasn’t misplaced. It unsettled me.
Why should I be embarrassed? Alexander was my husband. This was exactly the kind of behavior expected of newlyweds, wasn’t it? Drunk, giggling, and falling all over each other—even in public. I couldn’t have planned it better if I tried. But this wasn’t a stunt. This was genuine. We’d had a wonder
Ella POV Alexander and Derrick Lake stared at each other as our waiter returned to the table, bringing our desserts. That’s when Lily Lake spoke, breaking the tension. "Excuse me," she said, addressing the waiter. "If you don't mind, could you bring a bottle of nice dessert champagne?" "Ma’am?
Alexander placed his hand over mine on the table, his touch firm but reassuring. His warning look was unmistakable, and I steeled myself, realizing who was walking toward us. "Alpha Lake," Alexander greeted evenly as the man reached our table. "Good evening, Alpha Black," Derrick replied. "I hop
Ella POV Alexander’s mood was noticeably brighter than it had been all week. His team had won the race, and as we made our way toward the car, there was a lightness in his step and an irrepressible grin on his face. "I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this happy," I teased. "I can’t remember the
Alexander POV Ella was looking up at me wide-eyed. I could tell that she was surprised by what I was telling her. I was surprised too. It wasn't something I had intended to confess yet the words came so easily. There wasn't much about my past that I had told her. In fact, as I took a sip of my d
"I suppose that’s true," I admitted. "But it’s exactly because of our contract that I felt the need to find some way to show my appreciation. You’ve done far more for me than I’ve done for you." "I’m not so sure about that," Alexander said, pouring the wine and handing me a glass. His eyes met min
Ella POV “Ready?” I asked. “Always,” Alexander replied with a confident smile. We stepped out of the car, and before we’d even closed the door, the flash of cameras erupted like a lightning storm. I hadn’t expected such a large crowd of reporters at this event, though I’d prepared for the poss
“So, are you going to tell me now what this big plan of yours is?” he asked. “Not yet,” I replied, smiling at the flicker of frustration on his face. “It’s a surprise. You’ll find out when we get there.” Alexander sighed dramatically, feigning defeat, and offered me his hand. “Well, we should ge