ALPHA XAVIER POV

As we lay entwined in each other's arms, a sense of warmth and contentment washed over me. "Thank you, Isabel," I whispered, my voice barely a breath. Deep down, I could not put words to my emotions.

Isabel lifted her head, her emerald eyes studying my face intently. "What for?" she asked, her voice soft as a summer breeze.

A smile spread across my lips as I reached out to caress her cheek. "For the festival," I replied. "You made me proud today. I was so impressed by you."

Her lips parted into a radiant smile, and she leaned in for a kiss, a gentle touch at...