Izzy’s POV
“Welcome to Greece, Princess Isabell!” Prince Elias greets me enthusiastically with a hug and a kiss on my cheek. “I’ve been so looking forward to your visit! And you’re looking… well.”
“Thank you, I am!” I say happily, stepping out of Prince Elias’s embrace. No need to bring up the fact that if I wasn’t in good health, it would be due entirely his nasty little trick a couple months ago.
“I’m very relieved to hear that,” he says, coloring slightly. Yeah, he remembers, too. Good!
I get the feeling that my Gamma wolf Sean is not very happy about the hug or the kiss, as he had made a very Scottish sound of displeasure in his throat afterwards. I was already aware that Sean was unhappy about the turtleneck sweater I was wearing, as it hid my mate mark completely. But as I
