INICIAR SESIÓNDevon’s POV I left Anna in the gym and headed upstairs, my mind still stuck on the last night. It had been better than I expected. I had prepared myself for awkwardness, regret, maybe even distance between us. Instead, somehow, Anna and I felt closer. But there was one thing I couldn't forget. When she told me I could divorce her after she gave me a child, something inside me had twisted. I had expected her to say something like that, but hearing it from her still hurt. I didn't know what the future held for us, but I knew one thing. I didn't think I could let her go. I had barely reached my room when the door opened. Anna walked in and headed straight for the bathroom. "Where do you think you're going?" She stopped and looked at me. "To shower." "Not so fast." Her eyes narrowed. "What?" I stepped in front of the bathroom door, blocking her path. "You can't go in there first." "And why not?" "Because I lost our boxing match." She stared at me before rolling her eyes.
Anna's POV I wake up in Devon's arms, and for a moment, everything feels peaceful. Then memories of last night come rushing back, and I freeze. I can't believe I slept with Devon. He had told me we didn't have to do anything, and I had said I didn't mind. But I didn't know what had come over me. The moment he kissed me, I couldn't stop myself. I forgot everything the marriage, the bond, even why I had wanted him in the first place. Slowly, I untangle myself from his arms and head to the bathroom, only to remember that my clothes haven't been delivered yet. I hesitate before opening Devon's closet, then take a T-shirt and a pair of shorts. I hope he doesn't mind. After showering with Devon's body wash, I step out dressed in his clothes. Devon is sitting up in bed, his eyes immediately finding me. “Sorry. I should have asked before taking your clothes.” “It's alright,” he says. “Are you done with your shower?” he asks. I nod, and he heads into the bathroom. The mo
Devon's POV Anna gasped against my mouth, and the sound nearly destroyed the last of my self control. Her hands moved to my shoulders as she kissed me back, and my wolf stirred restlessly inside me Mine. The thought came so naturally that I didn't even try to fight it. I guided her backward toward the bed, never breaking the kiss. When the back of her legs touched the mattress, she sat down, pulling me with her I kissed along her jaw and down her neck, breathing in her scent. It was stronger now, intoxicating enough to make my wolf growl with satisfaction. “Devon,” she whispered Hearing my name on her lips made me pause I looked at her. For the first time since entering the room, I wasn't thinking about the mating bond, the kingdom, Emily, or the consequences of what had happened between us. There was only Anna. I brushed a strand of blonde hair away from her face “If you want me to stop,” I said quietly, “tell me.” Instead of answering, she pulled me back
Devon's POV My breath was taken away by how beautiful Anna looked in her wedding gown. For a moment, I could do nothing but stare at her before excusing myself and heading downstairs. The guests had already started arriving. The wedding would take place in the palace garden, while the reception would be held in the grand hall. The Seeker would be officiating the ceremony. I took my place at the altar beside him and waited. Then the music started. Everyone turned toward the aisle, and Anna appeared with her father beside her. My God, she was beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off her as her father slowly walked her toward me. With every step she took, my wolf grew more restless. When she finally reached me, my heart was pounding. The Seeker began the ceremony, speaking about fate and the sacred bond between mates. He reminded everyone that a true mate bond could not be broken by anyone. After we exchanged our vows, he smiled. “You may kiss.” I intended to give Anna a small
Anna’s POV I had never imagined my wedding day would arrive like this. There were no years of planning, no engagement, no romantic proposal, and definitely no certainty that I was marrying the right man. Yet here I was, sitting in front of a mirror while a professional makeup artist worked on my face and another woman styled my hair. My wedding. I still couldn't believe it. The makeup was soft and elegant, highlighting my features without making me look completely different. My lashes were long, my lips glossy, and a subtle glow covered my skin. My hair was pulled into a sleek, high ponytail, leaving my face completely visible. Then the servants helped me into my dress. The moment I looked in the mirror, I froze. The white ball gown was breathtaking. The fitted corset bodice hugged my waist perfectly before falling into a full, flowing skirt. Delicate silver embroidery decorated the fabric, catching the light whenever I moved, while tiny crystals were scattered across the gown li
Devon’s POV I entered the restaurant because Ella had asked me to pick up her food. She loved this place, and apparently, sending the future king to collect tacos was perfectly reasonable. I was standing at the counter waiting for the order when I felt my wolf stir. I looked toward the window. Anna. She was sitting alone at a table, staring down at her phone. The moment my eyes landed on her, my chest tightened. My wolf immediately became alert, almost as if he had been waiting for her. I didn't understand what she did to me. I collected Ella's food and turned toward Anna's table, but she was already standing. By the time I reached the window, I saw her walking toward her car. She was avoiding me again. I watched her drive away, wondering why a part of me wanted to follow her. When I returned to the palace, Ella practically jumped when she saw the food. “You got them!” “Obviously.” She opened the box immediately. I reached for one of the tacos. “Hey!”







