Almara The next two months passed by in a blur. It was full of work, wedding planning, and hospital visits. It was an endless cycle of wash, rinse, and repeat. To be honest, it was mostly a blur. I could barely remember the specifics other than the baby was doing fine.Arthur had been a godsend throughout the whole thing. I had unfortunately developed debilitating morning sickness halfway through my second month. There was hardly a time where I wasn’t running for the toilet. It had started to hinder my work so Arthur had hired an assistant for me.
SofiaSofia was pissed. Not only had she been made to stay in the hospital for longer than she originally thought, but her plan with William had completely failed. From William’s account, his taking that girl out only made her and Arthur closer.And now it had been two months since then. Two more months with no word from Arthur. It was literally like Sofia didn’t exist to him anymore. He couldn’t possibly have moved on so fast. Not when they still had the mate bond.Of course, the mate bond had never been consummated. Soifa has been so sca
AlmaraAs I walked into the gallery, I could tell something was off. Nobody came to greet me like they usually did. I was even a few minutes late. Usually when that happened, Molly made sure to scream at me.I could practically sense Kaylee’s unease as she stood in front of me. Her shoulders were tight, her stance completely rigid.“Stay behind me,” Kaylee ordered before we started moving forward, our footsteps echoing off the marble flooring. She checked every room, being careful not to miss a single one. But we didn’t find anyone.
A month has passed since Arthur’s father tried to attack me at the gallery. Arthur still has no idea what happened. When Kaylee had come back, Roman had acted like nothing was amiss. I had just stayed silent. I wasn’t sure if my voice would have been stable enough to pull off any kind of performance.I tried not to think about it. The wedding was only a week away and there was a lot to get done before then. Arthur had ordered Molly and Noah to give me the week off so I could focus on it. At least that was the excuse he gave them. Really, he just wanted me to rest and not stress out about anything.Which I appreciated. It was nice being able to relax fo
The wedding was only three days away. The seamstresses had called and told us that our wedding attire was ready for the last fitting. If everything went well, we could take them home today.The dress fit me like a dream. It was everything that I had ever hoped for in a wedding dress. The seamstresses had done a wonderful job bringing my design to life. I hadn’t been able to see Arthur’s suit, but he pretty much said the same thing. He said that I had done a beautiful job.I was glowing with pride when it was over. The final fitting had only taken an hour and we had already loaded the clothes into the car. I thought we were just going to go back home, b
Sofia It was the day before the wedding. So far Sofia’s plans had come to nothing. She wasn’t sure how the girl had won over Roman. When he had called her to say that he was no longer going to do it, he hadn’t given her an explanation. Perhaps she had underestimated her.Whatever. She was finally out of the hospital which meant that Arthur could no longer hide from her. She was going to show him exactly what he was giving up. Sofia knew that if Arthur just saw her, he would come running back.But first she needed to get b
The rehearsal dinner was going to be a dress rehearsal as well. I particularly needed to be sure that I could walk in my dress and heels. I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of the whole pack by tripping and falling.I stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at myself. The dress was just as perfect as the last time I put it on and now that my makeup and hair were done, the whole thing seemed to be more real. I actually looked like a bride. Not just some girl playing dress-up.I couldn’t help smiling at myself and doing a little twirl. Of course, Arthur chose that moment to come in through the side door.
I wasn’t aware of where I was going until I arrived at Noah’s house. I couldn’t remember how I got there. I just knew that I had to get somewhere safe and despite everything that had happened between us, Noah’s house was still safe to me.The rain that had started to pour on my way here drenched me in seconds. Of course it was raining. It was like the sky had somehow found a way to mimic my emotions. Or maybe the Moon Goddess was just that cruel.I rang Noah’s doorbell, rubbing my hands over my arms, the lace sleeves doing nothing to fight the chill. I glanced down in dismay. In my rush to get out of the chapel, I hadn’t stopped