••• Arabella’s POV •••
The day of the trial arrived quickly.
I dressed elegantly; my form-fitting black dress perfectly accentuated my curves.
“Arra, are you ready?” Max appeared in the walk-in wardrobe, and a hint of surprise flickered in his gorgeous dark eyes as he took in my appearance.
“I’m ready,” I smiled at him and took his hand to leave our bedroom.
“Ari…” Max’s mother entered the pack’s main house just as we walked into the living room.
“Hi, Mom.” I let Max’s hand go to brush cheeks with her.
“You look beautiful, Ari.” She smiled and smoothed out my hair.
“Thank you,” I said with another smile.
“Here, I brought this for you.” She handed me a velvet box.
I took the box from her and was surprised to see a necklace with a beautiful pink stone pendant.
“This necklace belonged to Max’s grandmother,” Max’s mom explained. “She had a close relationship with the Bright Witches, and one of them gave her this necklace to protect the wearer.”