DANTE'S POVAria’s mouth fell open, her eyes widening in shock. “What?” she gasped, her voice barely a breath. “No, Dante, I—”I didn’t let her finish – I couldn’t! The anger roared up inside me, spilling over like a dam that had finally burst.“Answer me, Aria!” I insisted, stepping closer, my voice louder than I intended. “Were you already involved with him? Was this your plan all along?”The accusation lingered in the air like a slap, echoing between us. I felt the blood pounding in my temples, my heart hammering in my chest.I was convinced — completely convinced that she had been in a relationship with Adam long before our divorce.How else could she possibly end up here, standing next to him, with that confident look on her face?Aria continued to stare at me, as though I had just slapped her across the face. “What the hell, Dante,” she whispered, “how could you even think that?”But I didn’t back down. “Just give me an honest answer!” I shouted, feeling the heat rising in my ch
ARIA'S POVDante's words were so raw and rough, sending a wave of emotions crashing through me. I suddenly felt my defenses faltering, weakening under the intensity of his stare.I had to remind myself: he was the one who hurt me, who chose to believe lies over the truth, who doubted me. I was the one who had bled, who had been humiliated in front of everyone.Can someone, anyone at all, tell me why the hell I felt that familiar pang in my chest, the one that reminded me of the Dante I once knew, the Dante I had once loved?He let out a sigh, almost as if he could sense my inner struggle. “Aria,” he whispered, his voice softer, carrying something that sounded too much like regret.Hearing him say my name like that, like it was a plea, made my heart twist. I shouldn’t have cared. I should’ve stayed angry, but I couldn’t help myself.I sighed and turned to Adam. “Leave us for a moment,” I said, my tone firm.Adam’s eyes darted between Dante and me, looking clearly skeptical. “Aria, are
LINDA'S POVI took a deep breath as I approached the grand entrance of Alpha Ezra's mansion.The painting I had bought at the auction was carefully tucked under my arm, wrapped in fancy paper with a big bow. It had been quite expensive, but nothing was too good for Alpha Ezra's birthday. I just hoped that it would make an impression.I smoothed my designer dress and plastered on my best smile.As I stepped inside, the butler graciously took my coat and gift. "Welcome, Miss Linda. The party is in the main hall."I nodded, already looking around at the crowd. That was when I saw Aria.She walked in with an air of confidence, her head held high, her dress flowing around her like she owned the room.Who on earth invited this bitch? Can't she just stay out of my sight for once?I had to admit, she cleaned up well. But that didn't change the fact that she didn't belong here. Not anymore.To my satisfaction, no one rushed to welcome her. It seemed like everyone was keeping their distance, an
ARIA'S POVI couldn't help but roll my eyes.“Another problem. Just what I needed,” I thought to myself.Before I could even think of a reply, Dante did something that surprised the hell out of me.Instead of calling me out or making things worse, he stepped up beside me, shoulders squared, and said, “Mother, Linda, I think you are forgetting something important here,” he paused to look at Linda, and then at Agatha, “Aria here… she has connections with the Griffith family, the highest rulers of all the wolf packs. It could be useful for us so please… let's put an end to the unnecessary drama.”I blinked, and for a second, I was sure I had misheard him.Dante, of all people, had just defended me?I looked over at Linda and Agatha, and their wide-eyed expressions mirrored my own shock. It was like they were in some kind of dream state, probably thinking they were hallucinating.Because really, who would have thought that Dante, who usually had a knack for making situations more explosiv
ARIA'S POVThe room fell silent once again as everyone's attention turned to the newcomer and his mysterious package.Just then, the whispers began."Did you see that?""On his neck...""It's the Griffith family mark!"I couldn't help but smile. The mark on the back of the man's neck was impossible to miss - a small, detailed wolf design that only members of the Griffith family or their most trusted servants bore.Dante's eyes narrowed. "Aria, what's going on here? Who is he?"I took a deep breath. "This, Dante, is the truth."Without wasting a second, I reached for the cover on the frame. The fabric felt cool under my fingers as I pulled it away, unveiling the painting underneath.Gasps echoed throughout the room. The painting was identical to the one Linda had presented - with the same rolling hills, the same proud wolf, and the same setting sun. But this one... this one was different.It seemed to glow with an inner light, the brushstrokes so delicate they were almost alive.Linda'
LINDA'S POVMy whole body was shaking with rage and humiliation.How could this be happening?One minute I was on top of the world, showing off my prized painting, and the next... everything was falling apart.I watched Aria, noticed the way her face tightened for a split second. She opened her mouth, probably ready with another clever little lie.But before she could say a word, Alpha Ezra raised his hand, cutting her off. "No, wait," he said, his tone softening in a way that made my blood boil. "I apologize for the questions, Aria. I do trust you."The words hit me like a physical blow. HE TRUSTED HER? Even with the paint still wet and all that? He was just going to let it slide?A bitter laugh escaped me before I could stop it. "You trust her but not me?" I shouted, unable to contain myself any longer. My voice echoed off the walls, making everyone flinch. "How can you just accept her word over mine?"Alpha Ezra turned to me, his face calm, too calm, like he was dealing with a chil
ARIA'S POVAfter Linda shamefully walked out, all eyes were on me. I actually had something more planned — something that would ensure I didn’t just have their attention, but their admiration.“Alpha Ezra,” I called out, my voice ringing clear across the room with a smile on my lips. “I have something even more special for you, something that's more than just a painting.” I paused for dramatic effect, enjoying the curious murmurs that spread through the crowd.Alpha Ezra looked at me, his eyes shining with amusement. He let out a soft chuckle and stepped closer with an easy grace that only an Alpha could pull off.He placed his large hands on my shoulders. “And why am I not surprised?” he said as he looked around at the guests, his voice carrying a touch of affection, “You all now see why she’s my favourite granddaughter-in-law.”I couldn't help but smile at his words, feeling a blush rise to my cheeks.How perfect…I reached into my bag and slowly pulled out the staff, the Tears of t
DANTE'S POVI sat near the edge of the hall, pretending to listen to the small talk going on around me, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.I couldn’t get Aria out of my mind. She had given Grandfather the Tears of the Moonstone, which definitely got everyone's attention.Don't get me wrong, it was a kind gesture. I should have been impressed, and I was — sort of. But there was something about it that bothered me.Why did she feel the need to bid against me for it at the auction if she was already planning on giving it to him? Was she giving it to him out of some sense of loyalty or affection? Or was there another motive?Lately, Aria had become a puzzle I couldn’t figure out, no matter how many pieces I tried to put together. Every time I thought I had her figured out, she would do something to completely throw me off. And if I was being honest with myself, thoughts of her had been keeping me up at night.I shook my head, trying to clear the anxiety. This wasn't the time or plac