AMY'S POV The day of the banquet dawned bright and early. I had never seen Crystalline look so beautiful. It was like the city itself knew that there was something going on today. The day the whole werewolf community and the neutral world would know that I was married to Alpha and President Liam Arlington. I was nervous as heck, and honestly, if I had the opportunity to flee, I would. But I didn't. This moment would be our defining moment. First impressions last longer, and I wanted to put a good foot forward. I couldn't afford to make him look like an idiot for choosing me. I'm sure there would be a lot of talk because of my status as an omega, so I wanted to make him proud the only way I could, which was to impress the other alphas. That was the least I could do for him. It was like Maddy predicted, he had really good taste. The dress was a dream come true. It was everything I could ever imagine and more. It was a dress straight out of my wildest dreams. His jaw dropped when h
AMY'S POV The day got fixed, and as the day got closer, so did my anxiety level. It didn't occur to me until, like, one week before that I wasn't even the least bit prepared to meet his people. "Don't stress about it. The people that are going to meet you should be the ones scared, but they aren't." My husband assured me as I agonized over what I was going to wear to the banquet. The date had been finalized, and I was afraid that I would be found wanting or undeserving of the pedestal everyone was sure to put me on. I thought it was really unfair that people that knew nothing about me were going to judge me based on my appearance and mannerisms for one night. "Don't tell me not to stress when I'm already stressed about it, okay?" I snapped, and he put his hands up in surrender. "Don't go all Hulk on me." I narrowed my eyes at him, and he laughed. "I'm sorry, Bella Mia. You do have every reason to stress out." "What do you think the other women are going to wear? Are the oth
AMY'S POV "What?" "Let me rephrase that. I want to throw an event in your honor." "We can come back to that question later. You don't know when my birthday is?" I was completely thrown off by that question. Of all the things I expected him to ask, I never thought he wouldn't know when my birthday was. He only stared at me as if that would provide the answers. "My birthday? Liam, you don't know when my birthday is? After all the background checks you did on me." "I don't know why, but it never came up, I guess. I just realized that I might have missed your birthday, and I don't trust that you would actually tell me." "You're right. If you had missed it, I wouldn't have said anything about it." I said honestly. It wasn't even going to be because I was mad or anything, but I don't like birthdays. In the words of my sage mother, they were quite unnecessary. "Why?" "Because I don't think it's a big deal. It's just a birthday." He looked at me with that expression that he uses w
AMY'S POV "What night?" I asked in confusion. "The night of the first incident. You were being cornered by two men. I happened to be driving past because I had a few things to handle in the area. Now that I think about it, I think I was specifically put there to save you. I would have left a few minutes before, but I didn't." I struggled to comprehend what he was saying. "You were the one?" "Yes, I couldn't leave a girl there..." "That's not the point. You were my savior?" "Amy, you would have survived that night." "Don't patronize me, Liam. I would have survived death, maybe, but who knows what would have become of me if you hadn't come? Not only did you save me, but you also took me to a hospital? You could have scared them off and..." I was too emotional to even go on, so I settled for putting my arms around him. "Thank you, Liam." I sobbed, and to his credit, he just patted me on the back. "Stop crying, baby." It was easy for him to tell me to stop crying because he wa
AMY'S POV Months flew by, and before I knew it, I was almost at the end of my training. I honestly didn't know where the time went, but I was grateful for it. Grace and I had a few altercations, but I showed her that I was not easily intimidated. There was a time when she came up to me after one of my training sessions. I had been too tired to even move. She strutted in like she owned the place. She kept walking until she was right in front of me, towering over my tired figure. "See how good you look down there, below me? That's where you belong. Make sure you stay down there, fucking omega bitch." Like every time I was called a bitch, it hurt, but I was too tired to even retaliate, so I left her alone. Unfortunately for her, she didn't know there was a camera in there. I didn't even have to retaliate before Liam did. He sent her to the basement for three good days. When she emerged, she looked like a shadow of herself. There was something different about her, like there was a
LIAM'S POV I was in the middle of an important meeting when my personal phone buzzed loudly, diverting the attention of everyone in the meeting. My first thought was that there was a new development with Grace. So far, there's been no report of her and Amy having a fallout. Withdrawing her access was working better than I thought. As a result of the fallout with the Alphas, I was transporting as much as twice the good I was handling before. It was not a problem for me, as I had willing customers and suppliers, but moving too much product like that would bring nothing but trouble. Anything could go wrong, and I would end up with millions in losses. I had been contemplating putting another Alpha to handle the part, but I haven't decided anything yet. Everyone paused as the buzzing persisted. I frowned and picked up the phone. My heart rate spiked when I noticed that it was my wife's name that popped up, and then I relaxed with the assurance that it couldn't be anything serious sin