Ella POV Before I even opened the message from Amanda, I called Alexander. My hands were trembling as I waited for the call to ring through, and relief washed over me when his face appeared on the screen. “What’s wrong?” he asked immediately, his expression sharpening as he took in my obvious di
My eyes widened as I took in his words. He was right—David’s stunt put the entire kingdom in an awkward position, forcing people to choose between our wedding and his. It was a calculated move, but a reckless one. Unless he did something drastic to regain public favor, this gamble wouldn’t pay off.
Alexander POV My phone started to ring almost as soon as I ended the call with Ella. I glared at the screen as I saw it was the venue. They had a lot of nerve to violate a contract with me, but I had to keep my anger in check. I kept my voice calm and firm as I answered. “Have you called to ex
“Not exactly.” I grimaced at the thought of Amanda and shook my head. "I don’t want to vent to you about something like this." "Does it have something to do with David, though?" she asked in a hushed tone, her voice dropping as if she didn’t want anyone to overhear. "Because since our last convers
Ella POV “He is a difficult man to shop for,” Elizabeth said as we left our fourth stop empty-handed. “I think I’m making it more difficult than it needs to be,” I admitted, frustration seeping into my tone. “I just want to get something that will really make an impact on him, and nothing feels
I glanced at James, who nodded slightly, always ready to help. The idea was starting to feel more real, more possible. If I could pull this off, it wouldn’t just be a gift—it would be a memory. Something meaningful. Something perfect. The three of us began making our way toward the tailor shop. As
Ella POV The phone buzzed in my hand as we strolled through the shopping center. Elizabeth and James exchanged knowing looks when they saw Alexander's name flash on the screen. I answered, trying to sound casual. “Hello, Alexander.” “Having fun?” His voice, smooth as ever, carried just a hint of
“Welcome,” she greeted us in a cheerful tone. “How can I help you today?” “We don’t have an appointment,” Elizabeth began smoothly, “but we were hoping to speak to someone about a custom order.” The woman opened a large, leather-bound notebook and began flipping through the pages. “I believe we
“Michael’s far more mature than you are,” Alexander shot back. “As if he had a choice,” Fiona quipped. “What does that mean?” I asked, curiosity piqued. “With a mother like Diana, it’s not like he had the luxury of a normal childhood,” Fiona said casually, her tone light but her words weighted.
Ella POV “How did Fiona trick you into coming out with her tonight?” Alexander asked, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips as we settled into a dimly lit booth at the warm cocktail bar up the street. Fiona kicked him under the table. Alexander winced and hissed in pain. I laughed, unable to help m
“Fiona!” I called out. She turned, her emerald-green dress shimmering under the chandelier light. The long bell sleeves and silver jewelry made her look effortlessly elegant. She smiled warmly as she approached us, a tall, broad-shouldered man with light brown hair at her side. “I didn’t expect to
Ella POV The story unfolding on the stage below was utterly entrancing. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as the scene shifted to a beautiful young woman being pursued by her raving mother. The villain’s aria was both mesmerizing and terrifying, her powerful voice weaving between anguish and fury as t
Ella POV The rest of the week was a whirlwind. News outlets hounded Alexander for comments about the king's rumored retirement, speculating wildly about his next move. Meanwhile, the hunt for Dr. McIntyre weighed heavily on my mind, especially since there seemed to be no progress. Alexander’s late
I laughed softly at my father’s teasing. “I can work hard too, you know. I just prefer balance.” “As you should,” he replied with a small smile. August smiled slightly as well, then stood and stepped away from the desk. “I’m going to give Alexander a call. He wanted an update as soon as possible.”
Ella POV The next evening, I found myself back in my home pack’s territory, sitting in my father’s office. It felt strange being here after so long, especially given the change in circumstances, but there was something comforting about it. Alexander had been unable to attend the meeting due to an
Ella POV “You’re back,” Alexander said as I walked into the apartment, his voice warm but tinged with curiosity. “Yes, sorry I’m late for lunch,” I replied, setting my bag down. “My coffee outing ran long. I ran into Fiona at the café, and we got to talking.” “That’s good,” Alexander said, watchi
A small, irrational part of me wanted to turn around and walk out, but that would be ridiculous. Instead, I stepped up to the counter and focused on placing my order: the usual drinks for James and me. I’d hoped Fiona wouldn’t notice me. No such luck. “Ella!” she called out, her voice bright with