Isabella’s POV
꧁𓃙𓃠𓃥𓃚꧂
My heart slammed against my ribs as the mask slid even lower down my cheek.
No…
Not now.
Not here.
If Edmund recognized me in the middle of his wedding celebration, everything would explode. Clara would lose her mind. The entire courtyard might fall into chaos.
Then—
“Alpha Edmund! A moment!”
An elder’s sharp voice cut through the tension.
Edmund jerked around instantly, pulled away by duty, ego, whatever it was that always made him run toward attention.
He snapped his head toward the elder. “Yes? What is it?”
The moment he turned, I shoved the mask back into place.
A breath rushed out of me so hard my knees nearly gave out.
Edmund didn’t look back. He strode toward the group of elders, already wearing his proud, I-am-the-center-of-the-universe expressi
