We were still greeting guests when a man approached, flanked by guards. He carried himself with authority, and the crest on his attire gave him away immediately-Alpha Hamilton.
He came directly toward us, his gaze fixed on me rather than Osborne.
"Congratulations on your mating ceremony," he said smoothly.
I bowed my head in respect, offering a small smile. "Thank you, Alpha Maxwell."
This was Bella's father. His eyes lingered on me, and to my surprise, he smiled before saying, "Indeed, you bear a striking resemblance to your mother."
My eyes widened at his words. He knows my mother? "Pardon?" I asked without thinking.
He chuckled softly, as if amused by my reaction. "Yes, your mother was once a very close friend of my late Luna. And also..." His gaze shifted toward Osborne, and I no
