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DRESSING FOR THE FEAST

BELLE'S POV

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

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

She was proud that this man, who many people so loved, would be here to keep her one day. 

She had not doubted it 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 the girl saw her and hurried away from the balcony. 

She was angry. 

First, she had seen her last night on 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.