# Chapter 135 **Dante’s POV** My grip tightened around the flowers as I waited outside her office. For almost three years since she left, I had been living under the radar. Amaya was doing well for herself — I could tell. She was literally everywhere. News. Interviews. She was a rising sensation, a new hope for society. People looked up to her. Even pack members who once condemned her would make subtle comments, asking about her, wishing for her return. I didn’t pay them any mind. But there were many nights I found myself reaching for my phone, dialing her number, desperate just to hear her voice. And every time, I had to remind myself — I made a promise to get better first. For both our sakes. So now that I was finally reaching out, I just hoped she wouldn’t push me away. “Hey, princess,” I said, my voice cracking a bit from the mix of emotions swirling inside me. After all this time, I was finally standing in front of her. She had grown. Her hair flowed over her
# Chapter 135 **Dante’s POV** My grip tightened around the flowers as I waited outside her office. For almost three years since she left, I had been living under the radar. Amaya was doing well for herself — I could tell. She was literally everywhere. News. Interviews. She was a rising sensation, a new hope for society. People looked up to her. Even pack members who once condemned her would make subtle comments, asking about her, wishing for her return. I didn’t pay them any mind. But there were many nights I found myself reaching for my phone, dialing her number, desperate just to hear her voice. And every time, I had to remind myself — I made a promise to get better first. For both our sakes. So now that I was finally reaching out, I just hoped she wouldn’t push me away. “Hey, princess,” I said, my voice cracking a bit from the mix of emotions swirling inside me. After all this time, I was finally standing in front of her. She had grown. Her hair flowed over her
# Chapter 135 **Dante’s POV** My grip tightened around the flowers as I waited outside her office. For almost three years since she left, I had been living under the radar. Amaya was doing well for herself — I could tell. She was literally everywhere. News. Interviews. She was a rising sensation, a new hope for society. People looked up to her. Even pack members who once condemned her would make subtle comments, asking about her, wishing for her return. I didn’t pay them any mind. But there were many nights I found myself reaching for my phone, dialing her number, desperate just to hear her voice. And every time, I had to remind myself — I made a promise to get better first. For both our sakes. So now that I was finally reaching out, I just hoped she wouldn’t push me away. “Hey, princess,” I said, my voice cracking a bit from the mix of emotions swirling inside me. After all this time, I was finally standing in front of her. She had grown. Her hair flowed over her
I blinked, snapping out of the trance, and stepped forward to hand her the bouquet. “Happy birthday,” I said. Her smile widened as she brought the flowers to her nose, inhaling deeply. “Thank you,” she said. **** We ended up at a small cafe not to far from her workplace. We sat across from each other, the low hum of the conversation around us doing nothing to calm my nerves. My hands trembled slightly under the table and I clenched them to keep still, watching her scroll through her phone. “Sorry about that,” she said finnaly setting it aside. “I had to inform my assistant to finish sometimg off. “It’s fine,” I replied. She looked up at me her eyes curiously. “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” “Because I wanted it to be a surpise,” I said honesly. “It was a surprise alright,” she said with a small smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Another second of silence settled between us. “You look…” We both spoke at the same time, and then stopped, laughing awkw
# Chapter 135 **Dante’s POV** My grip tightened around the flowers as I waited outside her office. For almost three years since she left, I had been living under the radar. Amaya was doing well for herself — I could tell. She was literally everywhere. News. Interviews. She was a rising sensation, a new hope for society. People looked up to her. Even pack members who once condemned her would make subtle comments, asking about her, wishing for her return. I didn’t pay them any mind. But there were many nights I found myself reaching for my phone, dialing her number, desperate just to hear her voice. And every time, I had to remind myself — I made a promise to get better first. For both our sakes. So now that I was finally reaching out, I just hoped she wouldn’t push me away. “Hey, princess,” I said, my voice cracking a bit from the mix of emotions swirling inside me. After all this time, I was finally standing in front of her. She had grown. Her hair flowed over her shoulders
# Chapter 135**Dante’s POV**My grip tightened around the flowers as I waited outside her office.For almost three years since she left, I had been living under the radar.Amaya was doing well for herself — I could tell. She was literally everywhere. News. Interviews. She was a rising sensation, a new hope for society. People looked up to her. Even pack members who once condemned her would make subtle comments, asking about her, wishing for her return.I didn’t pay them any mind.But there were many nights I found myself reaching for my phone, dialing her number, desperate just to hear her voice. And every time, I had to remind myself — I made a promise to get better first.For both our sakes.So now that I was finally reaching out, I just hoped she wouldn’t push me away.“Hey, princess,” I said, my voice cracking a bit from the mix of emotions swirling inside me. After all this time, I was finally standing in front of her.She had grown. Her hair flowed over her shoulders again. Her