Owen
After so many years, life moved on the way it was meant to. My reign as Alpha turned out to be a successful one-far better than my father's, who had long stepped down to settle peacefully with his mate.
And not once, after that day, did I cry for Aria again. I didn't think of her, not in any deep way. My love for my wife grew stronger with every second that passed.
But then my son brought a girl to Alex's mating ceremony. Even though he knew-he knew very well-that I wanted him to marry someone else. I wanted him with Bella. She would have made a perfect match for him.
The moment I heard he had brought another girl, the one he had claimed I was already planning to tell her right there at the ceremony that my son was betrothed. As we walked forward and Benson greeted us, I stood in
