Ella POV The next morning at the Castle, doubt still clung to me like a heavy fog. The last time I’d gone through with a wedding, I’d known in my heart it would end in disaster. This time, it wasn’t certainty that haunted me—it was uncertainty. Last night, I was convinced that I had placed the
“When you say strange things, what exactly do you mean?” Elizabeth’s expression darkened. “They seem to have ties to some very questionable people. In fact, I believe I may have found some correspondence between them and Dr. McIntyre.” My stomach dropped. “Are you saying David isn’t the one behi
Ella POV I stood in the dimly lit hallway, waiting for my moment to walk down the aisle. My nerves were strung so tightly that I felt as though they might snap. I had just watched Elizabeth depart, arm in arm with Michael who was Alexander’s best man. She looked absolutely stunning in her baby-b
Third Person POV "This can't possibly be all there is," David spat angrily, gripping the balcony railing as he glared down at the meager crowd of guests gathered below. The small assembly consisted solely of members of his own pack and Amanda's, and the sight made his blood boil. "We were suppos
Everyone seemed to be having an incredibly good time, which was all I could have hoped for. I wanted this to be a night to remember, one that would leave people thinking fondly of Ella, of myself, and of our bond. Positive memories like these would be invaluable in countering the wave of negative
Third Person POV “Damn her! Damn her! Damn her!” Amanda screamed, slamming the door behind her. The wedding guests were gone, though it was still early. They had fled, repelled by the tension radiating off David like a storm cloud. People had known, had sensed, that he was furious. And no amount
“Yes,” I said simply. His sharp scoff startled me, and for a moment, I felt the sting of his reaction. But before I could say anything, he reached for my hand, his expression softening. “You spent your whole life dreaming of that day, only for that bastard David to turn it into a miserable exper
Ella POV Alexander carried me up the stairs and into our room, only setting me back on my feet after crossing the threshold. By then, I was breathless with laughter, my heart pounding in my chest from both exhilaration and the effects of the champagne. He closed the door behind us, turning back
“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
Ella POV My first week as Alexander's wife was... interesting. The media buzzed endlessly about our wedding, and speculation about what Alexander would do next was constant. Pregnancy rumors had already begun to circulate, which I couldn’t help but laugh at. Living with Alexander turned out to b
“Of course,” Alexander said smoothly. “I believe there were some forms that required Ella’s signature?” “Yes, of course,” Dr. Bowman replied. He walked over to the nurse’s desk, opened a drawer, and retrieved a stack of papers. Grabbing a clipboard and pen, he brought them over to me. “You just
Ella POV “What do you think the announcement is going to be?” I asked after we were safely in the car, heading back toward the capital. “I suspect it had something to do with Elizabeth. She and Damien Rose seemed quite close, and the way they danced together all night certainly had people talkin
It only took a few minutes for both of us to get ready. As we stood by the door, Alexander glanced at me, his expression curious. “Are you okay?” he asked, studying me. “I’m fine,” I replied, a little too quickly. His brow arched slightly. “Are you sure? You seem… disturbed.” “I…” I hesitate
Ella POV "Wake up, lovebirds! It's nearly noon!" The sound of Christopher Slater's voice shattered the comfortable silence. I jolted awake, but I didn’t get far—wrapped securely in a warm, firm embrace. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I found Alexander’s face less than an inch from my own, his
Ella POV Alexander carried me up the stairs and into our room, only setting me back on my feet after crossing the threshold. By then, I was breathless with laughter, my heart pounding in my chest from both exhilaration and the effects of the champagne. He closed the door behind us, turning back
“Yes,” I said simply. His sharp scoff startled me, and for a moment, I felt the sting of his reaction. But before I could say anything, he reached for my hand, his expression softening. “You spent your whole life dreaming of that day, only for that bastard David to turn it into a miserable exper
Third Person POV “Damn her! Damn her! Damn her!” Amanda screamed, slamming the door behind her. The wedding guests were gone, though it was still early. They had fled, repelled by the tension radiating off David like a storm cloud. People had known, had sensed, that he was furious. And no amount