ALAIA

After Isabella left, Luna Bella wasn’t in the mood to keep shopping. I tried to comfort her, but we all returned to the packhouse. Fortunately, I thought the trip wasn’t a bust as I admired the dress we picked for the mating ceremony.

Mating ceremony. I couldn’t believe I was here. Granted, it wasn’t the person I would have loved to be mated to, but Isaiah was definitely close. He was tall, handsome, and charismatic. He had the body of an Adonis, soft, curly black hair, and his eyes... His gray, stormy eyes were to die for. He was the complete opposite of my James. They were both tall...