DRESSING FOR THE FEAST

BELLE'S POV

Belle clapped for Xaden excited to see that the members of his pack were celebrating his victory.

They sang songs in his praise and she swelled with pride.

Pride that this man that was so loved by a lot of people would be bees to keep me day.

She had not doubted it for once that he would emerge without the horns.

Xaden was a fighter.

Then from the corner of her eyes, she saw someone in the distance looking over a balcony.

It was that stupid serving girl.

She felt the fury grow within.

She glared at her and then the girl saw her and hurried away from the balcony.

She was angry.

First she had seen her last night in the balcony with Xaden when he had returned from the forests with the horns.

What had he been doing with her in the first place?!

What had she been doing in the forest.

Belle had seen her in her miserly dress and rumpled form.