The Alpha King's Reluctant Bride (Ava and Grayson) novel Chapter 33

-Ava’s POV-

There had been a nagging feeling clawing at the back of my mind since the night of the ball. Something felt off-

like there was a task I needed to complete, something critical that I couldn’t quite place my finger on, and it was slowly driving me

insane

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And the worst part? I remembered every single detail from that might. My explosion at the ball still

gave me a twisted sense of satisfaction, but then came the parts I’d rather forget.

The way I had practically melted into his arms, saying something ridiculous about liking his eyes. Seriously, what was that?

What was I thinking?

Lilian, are you even listening to me?” Isabella’s sharp voice cut through my thoughts like a blade.noveldrama

“No, I replied, a little too bluntly,

Isabella glared, clearly unimpressed. “Seriously, you have to take this more seriously. We have a week and three days to plan a wedding th

I blinked at her. “I thought you already hired one? And she was on her way?”

Isabella threw her hands up, exasperated. “Well, with this attitude, we’re going to need like five planners to get it all done.” I couldn’t help bu “I was saying that with the time ticking down, we need to speed things up. You need to decide on what you want specifically. Colors, themes everything. So when the planner gets here, we won’t waste time.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Now you’re the one who hasn’t been listening. I’ve said it over and over-

I want a small wedding. simple, Besides, it’s only going to be you attending from my side. I lowered my voice, not really in the mood to rehas Isabella rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might get stuck. “Which is why you should go all out, Lilian! For one, you’re marrying the Alph well, you’re marrying the Alpha king.”

I rolled my eyes right back at her. “There’s really no getting through to you, is there?” I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Look, I just want to foc

fuss?”

Without warning, Isabella grabbed my face, pulling me so close that our noses almost touched. “Lilian, I love you, but this is not your decisio Her last words lingered in the air, echoing ominously in my head. Time is running out.

Why did that phrase stick with me?

Before I could dwell on it any further, there was a knock at the door.

“That must be the event planner,” Isabella said, standing up and moothing down her dress. She was practically vibrating with excitement. “F

A woman bustled in, carrying armfuls of fabric swatches, papers and a tablet balanced precariously on top. She looked

marouched us, he face lighting up with a professional smile

“Hello, I’m so sorry I’m-

late, the planner said, her breath slightly short. “Traffic was terrible, but I’m here now, and we’re going to get everything sorted” Whella waved her off with a gracious simile. “Oh, don’t worry about it. We’ve still got plenty of time.” She turned to me wi

pointed look. “Though we do need to speed things along, right, Lilian?”

I groaned inwardly, knowing I was about to get roped into a full-

blown wedding planning session whether I wanted it or n

The planner set her things down and pulled out

a massive binder. “Alright, let’s get started! First things first, do you have a Zine theme in mind? Something classic, romantic, modern?”I

Before I could answer, Isabella jumped in, all but buzzing with excitement. “I was thinking something

elegant. Maybe a ro theme! It fits perfectly considering Lilian is marrying the Alpha King, Gold accents, chandeliers, maybe a grand ballroo

I raised an eyebrow at her. “Bels, are you planning my wedding or yours?”

She shot me a look. “I’m just helping”

The planner flipped through her binder, pulling out pictures of extravagant, over-the-

top weddings. I couldn’t help but fee a little overwhelmed. This was the complete opposite of what I wanted.

“I really just want something small,” I said, but my voice was drowned out by Isabella’s enthusiastic chatter.

“Ooh, what about floral arrangements? Lilian you love roses, don’t you? We could do white and gold roses with greenery al around the venu “Actually, I-”

“And for the dress,” Isabella continued, “we need something timeless. A gown that screams power but is still delicate enough to show her b The planner nodded, scribbling down

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