“Alright, Elder Rosa. Don't tease my mate anymore, or she might run away because we spooked her,” Alpha Maximillian said lightly, making Elder Rosa laugh.“I know, I know,” Elder Rosa said and turned to look at me. “Luna Arabella, please don't hesitate to tell the Omegas if you need anything.”“I wi
•• Arabella’s POV •••Max was spookily silent for a while, and I felt a bit nervous seeing his calculating yet cold gaze toward me.It seemed he was a bit angry.But I didn't say anything wrong, did I?We weren't fated mates, so even if we made love, it would only be about sex and not feelings, much
“Are you ready to see your new pack, Luna Arra?” he asked with amusement as he saw me blush.I nodded, and we went to the car with Beta Jaxon as the driver.“Max, why do you call me ‘Arra’?” I asked him with curiosity.“Don't you like it?” he asked.“No. I mean, I’m fine with it, but you are the fir
•• Maximillian’s POV •••For some reason, I felt a bit of stabbing pain in my heart when I heard Arra say ‘I’ll never fall in love with you’ and locked the bedroom door behind me.Was the pain just an illusion?Because I couldn’t be heartbroken over a woman!I attributed it to the fact that my ego a
If he called her by any other pet name like ‘baby’ or something else, I might need to change the way I addressed her.Maybe ‘Luv’?I wouldn't let myself be someone insignificant to her because I was going to be her husband, for Goddess’ sake.And I wouldn't let her arsehole ex-mate up me by calling
•• Arabella’s POV •••He took me back to the pack’s main house and went straight to our bedroom.Once he closed the door behind us, I turned to look at him and opened my mouth first.“We should try to coexist peacefully even if we are only contracted husband and wife,” I suggested. “Try to get along
I stood up, picked the pillow from the floor, threw it onto the couch, rummaged through my bag to get my phone, and returned to bed.Scrolling through my phone, I realized most of my calls were to Shawn and Abigail.Urrggghhh, I deleted my phone record and all pictures of Shawn and Abigail and threw
•• Arabella’s POV •••“Luna, the stylists and makeup artists are here,” the Omega, who seemed to have been appointed as my personal maid, said.“Let them in,” I told her and was stunned when a couple of people entered, bringing a row of white dresses with white shoes and boxes of jewelry.“Oh, the L