Sheila’s POV I stepped out of the car with him holding the door open for me, offering me a smile as he took my hands. “What do we do first?” I asked as I straightened my gown. I would take it back to Mother after a while. It would be nice if we made it a family heirloom.“Get a shower probably or open the gifts,” he said with a chuckle as he held out his arm. I took it into mine as we walked into the house.“We open the gifts,” I said, knowing the gift wouldn’t get to the house until morning. He chuckled more, his body vibrating with his laughter.“I’ll say a shower. I’ve been in this dress almost all morning as my mother admired it,” he said as he twirled partly, scrutinizing the clothes on his body.“You are not the only one,” I said, detailing my experience with my mother and her emotional feelings when she saw me pick the dress she wore on her wedding day. He did the same, telling me how he picked his ass father’s clothes. “No wonder you smell different. Wondered about it.”He

Alfredo’s Pov “Let me guess; the outcome of the couple's meeting was today?” She asked as she flashed me a smile when I entered her room. She held a mirror in her hand, staring at her reflection. Two different pictures of my father, mum and I hung next to the television. I had mine in my study, away from prying eyes.“Yes. She was more than happy to get going,” I said as I stood at the door. She turned to face a mirror she held, admiring her fading beauty as she touched the lines on her face.“I wonder why your father waited so long before he gave me a child. Now I’m all old and wrinkled up when I should have held my grandchildren in my hands a long time ago.”“He had his reason and I see nothing wrong with them,” I said as I walked to one of the seats, placing my ass on it.“Don’t be silly, boy, and give me a grandchild as soon as possible,” she said with a smile as she turned towards me, dropping the mirror on the table in front of her.“Sheila and I would see how we would make tha

Melissa (Gabriella’s Pov)I woke up with a yawn, rubbing my protruding belly. Alpha Farrell had made it easy for me to do some house chores as the doctor advised I did light work. I knew they had questions for me, but my memory loss claim since the day I came had been a lifesaver.The bathroom welcomed me with my image reflecting on the mirror. Disheveled hair, saggy eyes, and a tantrum I never thought I had, more like a childish one. It didn’t matter that I was still one. The news of Alfredo’s wedding spread through the nightshade pack like fire. Alpha Farrell didn’t like the look of things as I had heard him talk about calling a meeting with the pack's elders.It didn’t matter to me as long as I could not see him and the same applied to him. Which meant he would never see his kids as long as I remained invisible. “Good morning, Gabriella,” the familiar ringing of his voice sounded outside my door. He had taken it as a routine to visit me every morning with a cup of coffee since th

Alfredo’s Pov The bed felt uncomfortable to my body. I stood up walking to the window to stare at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, shedding its rays around me. Sheila slept peacefully, her soft snores caressing my ears at that moment, but it couldn’t lure me back to bed.“Where are you, Melissa?” I said as I looked outside; the wind rippling through the room and sending the curtains flailing to its touch. It’s been two weeks and I haven’t been able to leave the pack. A huge chunk of the reason was that I was Alpha now, and I was married, but most of the decision still laid on the shoulders of mother and Sheila’s father, yet they would not let me go out as I pleased.I gave a sigh as I relaxed on the windowsill, folding my hands across my chest.“We are not giving up our search for her, are we?” Dex asked. He must have sensed my troubled mind, but that was the most he could say, as we knew she hadn’t revoked the first bond, but the question remained. She only had to be in the sa

Alpha Farrell’s Pov. I sat on the tree top, watching as walked in the woods, twirling like she was a princess. No actions of hers showed she belonged to royalty, but I felt even if she didn’t. She had alpha blood running through her veins.Her protruding stomach wouldn’t let her move with the grace of a youthful body, but she moved gracefully, at least. I held my breath as she bent down to pick a flower, waiting to swoop in and save her if she made one wrong step.“That’s her.” The voices sounded close by. She must have heard it too, as she stopped to look around.“Who’s there?” She asked as she stood her ground. I sat still, watching and waiting as two men stepped on the grassy plain. Evil intent was written on their faces.“Wouldn’t you do something?” Ora asked as we watched the scene. He sounded hungry for action, as my routine had been around Gabriella lately.“They sounded like they knew her. We can only watch and see how much we can glean from them,” I answered him. The men we