Chapter 8

Mason’s POV

It had been a week since Amelia and I got married. A week of working tirelessly as the Alpha and a long week of trying to get on Amelia’s good side.

She was yet to recover from the death of her parents. I thought she would get over it with time, but nobody seemed to be mourning the death of her parents with her.

Her face was filled with the wrath of burning anger. It would take time to get her to be on my good side, but then, I didn’t expect her to be thrilled over the man that killed her parents: I was just a murderer who was thirsty for blood in her eyes.

I wanted to do something for her so badly… I wanted to see her smile again, but I didn’t know how, so I decided to host a party for everyone in the pack.

That way, I would get to make her come out of the room and enjoy the moment, even if it wouldn’t last long.

I wish I could just tell her the truth behind her parent’s death, but it was going to be more difficult, so I would rather