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The lady did not take offense to it, or maybe she pretended not to, but Bella did not care about any of those things; the only thing she cared about right now was how to punish the lady and make her pay for the embarrassment she made her experience today. “It’s not a problem, ma’am. My name is Erica Charles; I’m a representative of Gregella Media.” Bella could not believe her ears when she heard what the lady said. She looked at her husband too, and she became confused because why the hell is he with a representative of Gregella Media? “What is he up to now?” Bella asked herself curiously.

After the whole mess with Miles, I would like to think I would not be too much of a dreadful option. I passed her my phone, and she scrolled through my contacts to find her Dad’s contact. Being a Beta, I had contacts for all the Alphas and Betas within our region, and slightly further afield too. I saw Bailey look at me with uncertainty as she dialled. Was she nervous about telling her Dad we were mates? I sure hoped not…

Her apartment was quiet when she got back. She sat on the edge of the bed still in her dress and ran through it again, not emotionally, just piece by piece. The pause bella gave before answering the age question. The way she’d shifted herself between Valentina and the children without seeming like she meant to. How quickly she’d gotten them out of there and the excuse that hadn’t really landed Valentina traced it back further. Bella disappeared three years ago. Completely, with no contact and no sightings and now she was back with a fully built foundation and possibly two children nobody had ever seen before.

'' confusion is etched on my face. Rex speaks up "Lia from this morning'' he reminds me. I chuckle at my mistake and face Bella. ''I did, and then I had to get her out somehow, it wasn't so easy'' ''Dude you are a fucking rebel.'' Bella is dressed in loose jeans that are ripped to the point of almost being called tattered. Her shirt is body-hugging which accentuates all her curves. Her sneakers look worn out and there is mud smudged all over the soles. Bella is a tomboy, plain and simple but she is also the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She doesn't see what I see when I look at her. She thinks she is ugly and that is why she likes to draw attention away from her by dressing so bad.

Bella, with an air of confidence, approached Sofia with a smug smile. "Hello, Sofia. It's nice to finally meet you. We didn't have a chance to properly meet at your wedding," she said, her tone laced with subtle amusement. Sofia looked at Bella, momentarily taken aback by her beauty. Bella stood tall and slender, her golden complexion radiating under the soft glow of the room's chandeliers. Her piercing green eyes sparkled with mischief. Dressed in an elegant white gown adorned with delicate beading at the neckline, Bella exuded an aura of sophistication, almost resembling a celebrity. Sofia couldn't help but feel a pang of self-consciousness, suddenly aware of her own modest attire amidst L

Autumn’s voice cracked, “For a week now, I’ve seen the same dream. A man calls me his wife. He’s cold. Dangerous. I’m terrified.” The priestess placed her hands on Autumn’s temples. “Because he was your husband… in a life you no longer remember.” The torches dimmed. Light shimmered in a glowing circle around them. Visions began to swirl like mist, and the past unfolded before their eyes. Flashback Her name had once been Bella—an omega born under a rare celestial sign, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. It was said Bella’s soul held a power unlike any other, a divine light meant to balance darkness.

Before Bella could react, it is Michael who came to defend her. "Miss Bella owns a jeweler store of her own. She earns millions. She is also twenty percent share holder of the Fauler group. She is rich on her own right. She doesn't need a sponsor to give her pocket money for her expenses" Michael snapped angrily.

The fairy goddess chuckled at Bella's question. "You can call me mother" the fairy Goddess answered. Bella frowned with confusion. "I don't understand. Where am I? What is this place?" She asked the goddess looking all around her? This is the first time Bella is looking at a place like this. She is scared of confined spaces like caves. So she never ventured into one in her life.

Bella grabbed her coffee and escaped to the backyard, her hands shaking so badly she had to set the mug down. Not yet. As if it was inevitable. As if they were all just waiting for the right moment to cross a line that should never be crossed. She paced the small patio, trying to sort through the tangle in her chest. Guilt. Anger. Confusion. And underneath it all, something she didn't want to name. Want. Her phone buzzed. Unknown Number: Is this Bella Black? She frowned. Yes. Who is this?