After breakfast, Grace set her teacup down and glanced at Isabella.
“Bella, go get some rest for a while. We’ll need to start getting ready for the party soon, or the guests will be waiting while we’re still struggling with our makeup.”
James chuckled at his mate’s words, smiling at her fondly. Rose and Isabella exchanged amused glances, giggling behind their hands as they slipped away to their rooms. Arthur excused himself shortly after, heading toward the pack office, leaving James and Grace with a few quiet moments to themselves.
The day stretched on, but Isabella didn’t catch even a glimpse of Killian. It felt strange. She knew he didn’t care much for her, but his absence—especially today—hurt her more than she wanted to admit.
By evening, Rose burst into Isabella’s room with a bri
