Alpha Max's POV "Who is she talking about?" I turned to Bella, whose jaw was already tightened. "It's your father," she responded. "He came to demand something he can't have, then tried to do something unbelievable so I just returned it before he could." She answered with a smile and I figured because of the people here she was talking a bit off. So a signal to the doctor and together with the nurse, they excused us. "Explain what happened to me, love. You seem angry." "Yes I am… he came yesterday asking me to give Cayden to him. He claims you gave Cayden to him in exchange for a bomb guy. I told him no, then he ordered his guy to shoot me. So I shot the guy instead," she said then let out a deep breath, unable to meet my gaze. After hearing her explanation, I was shocked to the core. Not at my father's actions but at Bella's. She grabbed a gun and shot a man! "Are you angry at me?" I heard her sigh, now sitting beside me and I just shook my head. "How can I be? I'm happy to s
Alpha Max's POV"What?" My father snapped over the phone. "What are you planning?" I calmly asked, thinking of several ways this conversation could go in my head."I'm not planning anything. I'm just letting the world know that my son is alive and he even has a son,” he replied and I could swear he had a smirk on his face."Are you planning to get us killed?" I growled."As long as nothing happens to the boy, I don't care. He has the mark, doesn't he?""No, he doesn't!" I lied, hoping it would make him back off but I knew better than that."Lies!” He fired back. “You have my blood coursing through your veins and so does he. If you don't take on the legacy of your fathers, the child will! Since she's your wife, you can just make another baby. It's not hard.”“Not hard?” I scoffed, my anger building but I had to calm down to talk to this man. "Father, look. Bella and I have a lot on our hands, and you're going to ruin our plans. Please, just stop.”“I'm not doing anything, Max. I'm not
Bella's POVImmediately those words “let's get married,” left my mouth, Max became speechless. “Did you hit your head somewhere, love?” He asked and I pouted again. “Obviously, not. “Then why would you suggest that? Or do you love me already?” He questioned playfully.“It's just my idea. I mean if we act as a couple, we don't have to do anything even if your father tries to use it as blackmail.“What about your family? And your pack? Are you ready for the attention that comes with it? And the fact that our enemies might even triple?”I took a deep breath before answering. “We can't continue to hide forever, Max. And I plan on using the popularity to our advantage rather than to our disadvantage. If we remain separated, it'll be easy for them to overpower us. But if we were together, it wouldn't be hard for us.”Max studied me for a moment, his deep eyes searching for any signs of hesitation or doubt. I met his gaze, letting him know if he had a better idea.“You're serious about thi
Bella's POV “Aunty?” I asked Max in through mind link but didn't receive a response, he just stared at her like she was a monster or something. “Our apologies,” I began softly, going to meet her. “Welcome aunty,” I greeted with a smile, asking her to seat then asking if she's had anything to drink yet. Max even asked me why I was being weirdly nice to her and I just told him, in this life, there are people you have to mellow down for just so you can have your way in life and with the few seconds of introduction she gave, she fitted into that category well. Understanding my explanation, Max's demeanor softened a bit but it wasn't still as welcoming and I just told him not to bother as I was here to compliment him in the places he was lacking. After making sure she was comfortable, that was when I finally looked around and found the room, well my room. I guess they didn't believe the marriage could be real huh… “Well, is it? Even me, your wolf can't understand what exactly you're t
Bella's POV The next fifteen minutes were a whirlwind of preparations. Aunty and I helped Max get ready, choosing an outfit that conveyed strength and composure. As we stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the details, Max's eyes met mine. "Thanks for being here and suggesting this," he whispered, and I simply nodded, knowing that our unity was our greatest strength. When the media finally arrived, the room buzzed with energy. Cameras flashed, questions were thrown like arrows, and Max's stoic demeanor faced the scrutiny of the public eye. Aunty, ever the composed presence, stood beside him, a pillar of support. As the barrage of questions continued, I stood by Max's side, my hand intertwined with his, offering silent reassurance. The room felt like a pressure cooker, each moment intensifying the weight on our shoulders. In the midst of the chaos, Aunty stepped forward, gracefully deflecting some of the inquiries. Her calm and collected responses showcased a level of diplomacy t
Bella'S POV Ever since the media visits, our phones have been blowing up as people, especially those who thought we were dead, kept on calling to confirm what they saw or heard. Even Peron's parents and their puppets weren't exempted. As the evening settled, Max and I were still in the midst of sorting out Selena and what she wanted when we were interrupted once again, this time in the form of insistent knocks on the door. I exchanged a puzzled look with Max as we made our way to the entrance. Opening the door, we were met with a family of three. It was mother, father, and a young woman, who greeted us with smiles and gifts in hand. "Alpha Max, Miss, we come with joyous news," the father proclaimed, his enthusiasm contrasting sharply with the bewildered expressions on Max's and my faces. Max raised an eyebrow, clearly perplexed. "And what news is that?" The mother stepped forward, a gleam of excitement in her eyes. "Our families, blessed by fate, had arranged for a union between
Bellas POV I nodded, maintaining a respectful demeanor. If he wanted a favor, I could use it as a way to make him back off and probably help mend his relationship with Max, well that is if he was ready to mend it. "Of course, Alpha Henry. As long as it is not my son, what do you need from me?" He sighed, a weariness in his eyes. "It's about Essie. She's been away for too long. I want her to come back home." "Why?" Was my first question. "I need someone to take over after me. You have successfully, convinced Max to not want to return to his family so I have to go through her," he answered and I rolled my eyes, seeing that he was trying to use the blackmail method on me. "Alpha Henry, first of all, I did nothing to influence your relationship with Max. Demanding our son, led you to where you are. As for the favor your want, you know I can't force someone to do something they don't want to. Especially not Essie. Essie is an adult, and she makes her own choices." He leaned in, his
Bella's POV "Aunty Valerie," I spoke urgently, my voice carrying a hint of desperation. "It's Bella. The pack is under attack, and Max is to hurt to engage in battle. We don't know the details, but it's bad." Bella, my dear, don't worry. Help is on the way. I have contacts who can assist. Max just needs to hold on and trust his instincts." Relief flooded through me at her words. "Thank you, aunty. We appreciate any help we can get." Aunty Valerie's tone turned serious. "Bella, you stay by Max's side. They would want to hurt him so they can weaken the pack, let me make a few calls, and I'll ensure support arrives soon." As I ended the call, Max looked at me, a mix of concern and determination in his eyes. "What did she say?" "Help is on the way," I reassured him. "Aunty Valerie has connections. We just need to hold on until reinforcements arrive." Max nodded, his gaze hardening and although I didn't hear him say it, I knew he was cursing the heaven's for the kind of father he had