All Chapters of Make Way, The Real Alpha Princess Returns!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

BELLA'S POV.Today is the day.I smiled at my reflection in the mirror, my graduation cap hung up on my head. The smile was a reflection of everything I've been through for the past years, my strength and vitality. I sniffed in as tears started to burn in the back of my head, forming in my large black orbs.I took some steps back, pushing back all the bad thoughts away from my head to focus on myself. It was me today. Everything was all about me. I was the Bella that survived all the thick and hard times, and I am now the Bella that needs to start living.I stared at the blue gown I was wearing inside my graduation gown, one that my mother, or adoptive mother has given to me. Another set of fresh hot tears pooled my eyes as I thought about it. I would give anything for her to see me in it, for her to witness that everything she has poured in me and I have in her was now here to see, that I performed well and fulfilled everything.My name is Bella Montagu, adoptive daughter of Alpha Gr

Bella's POVMy eyes locked onto his, my heart pounding against my rib cage. And just like I had predicted, his left hand collided with my right cheek, the sound resonating through the spacious room.My eyes fluttered shut involuntarily and I let out a shriek, not daring to utter anything more, silencing the cries that were at the tip of my tongue. I knew better than to show any signs of weakness.Five years later and everything was still the same, just how I remembered it.I opened my eyes, slowly meeting his gaze this time. His dark grey eyes blared in fury and I knew this slap was only the start of it.“Who on earth do you think you are?” He asked, bobbing his head to the side, his brows drawn together in rage.The answer to the question was really simple. In Moonlight Pack, I was a nobody. It hurt to even think it, but it was true.“You seem to forget that you're nobody here, Bella.” He took a step towards me and I took one back.“You seem to have forgotten that I took pity on you,

Bella's POV“Good morning, Luna.” I curtsied as I entered into the opulent dining area, my eyes scanning through the room. It was an open hall space, the walls painted in a pretty ivory color with gold lines intricately forming beautiful designs. The elegant chandeliers hanging over the table casted a golden glow, making the whole dining area look like a scene from a Disney movie.“Bella.” My mother's voice had me turning my attention back to the table. Everybody had paused, watching my warily.A nervous smile touched my lips.“Have a sit.” She spoke curtly, gesturing to the empty sit besides her.I sat and a few maids crammed around me, filling my empty plate with food. I had never been treated like this in my entire life—treated like I mattered and I felt warmth spread in my chest.Once my plate was filled with the most decent meal I had ever had. As I ate, I watched from my peripheral vision as my mother clenched and unclenched her fists, her brows drawn together, tension etched on

BELLAThe sting from Kail's kiss still lingered on my lips as I slammed my bedroom door shut. My heart raced, pounding so loudly I was certain that people outside could hear it. My fingertips brushed against my mouth, and I clenched my fists. How could he kiss me? And worse, how could I let him?I paced the room, trying to make sense of the electric pull I'd felt. He was my second chance. That much was clear from the moment our hands touched. But I wasn't ready to open myself up to another mate bond, not after everything. My wolf, however, had other plans."This is different, Bella," she whispered, her voice a mix of urgency and warmth. "You can't ignore it."I walked to my bed, exhaustion seeping into my bones. After curling up for a few minutes, I tried to shake off the heaviness weighing me down. I put my hair up, securing it in a messy bun with an elastic band. I needed to do something—anything—to distract myself from the mess my life had become. Grabbing my laptop, I logged into

BELLAThe day had finally come.My graduation.And I was about to deliver my speech.Backstage, my fingers twisted the thin fabric of my gown, knuckles turning white. I closed my eyes, inhaling slowly, trying to calm the fluttering in my chest.These butterflies weren't there this morning when I left, so why are they here now?The muffled voices beyond the curtain was a reminder that all eyes would be on me soon. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, and I wiped my palms against my gown. It was just a speech. But why did I suddenly feel so heavy?“Bella, you're up,” someone whispered from the side, and the knot in my stomach tightened. I nodded, barely trusting my voice, and stepped forward. The bright stage lights hit me first, momentarily blinding me. I blinked quickly, focusing on the polished wood beneath my feet as I walked to the podium. The familiar scent of fresh paper and lingering perfume from earlier speakers filled the air. I gripped the edges of the podium to steady myself.As