Isabella flung the front door open, and her face lit up with excitement when she saw the man standing on the welcome mat. Axel looked much more grown-up compared to the picture on his cousin’s phone. His brown hair was short and artfully tousled, and his dark blue eyes held a more mature look. His frame was large and muscled, and there was a powerful aura around him that held a similar power to Gareth’s.
“Bell!” Axel shouted, dropping his black duffel bag and sweeping Isabella into a brotherly hug. “It’s so good to see you!”
“Bell?” Elliot asked, confused. He was standing behind the two cousins.
“Axel’s been calling me that since we were little,” Isabella explained as Butler Jones discreetly picked up Axel’s bag and brought it into the house. “He couldn’t say ‘Isabella’ as a kid, so he shortened it to ‘Bell’ and it just sort of stuck.”
“Thank you, Butler Jones!” Axel called after the man’s retreat. “It’s good to see you!”
The three walked into the house and entered the study that already had a crackling fire in the grate.
“Axel, I’m so excited for you to meet my fiancé,” Isbabella said proudly. “This is Elliot.”
The two men shook hands. A charming smile crossed Elliot’s face. He knew that he had to impress Axel not only because he was important to Isabella but because he was Gareth’s nephew.
“It’s great to meet you. Isabella was just telling me all about how you grew up together.” Elliot took a glass of red wine offered to him by a server.
“Whatever Bell tells you is an exaggeration,” Axel noted with a grin and sat down in a comfortable red armchair. “I promise I wasn’t as big of a troublemaker as she makes me out to be.”
Isabella laughed as she sat next to Elliot on the couch. “Don’t worry, Axel. I didn’t have time to tell him about the time you filled my dad’s bedroom with balloons or when you set all the alarm clocks in the house to ring at three in the morning.” Isabella giggled, her eyes twinkling with glee. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen my dad more angry in his life.”
“You swore you’d never tell anyone about those pranks!” Axel smiled good-naturedly.
Isabella shrugged delicately. “Oops.”
The three of them laughed together.
“You guys have a lot in common, actually.” Isabella crossed her legs. “Axel is pretty much the next in line to be Alpha of the Mondlicht Pack.”
“Yes, my parents didn’t have any other children, so I have no one to fight the title for.” Axel sipped his drink.
Elliot’s dark eyes sparked with interest at the mention of potentially having a well-connected overseas ally.
“My future husband will be Ashborne’s next Alpha,” Isabella bragged with a bright smile. She patted Elliot’s leg and gazed at him adoringly.
“You don’t know that yet, Isabella,” Elliot said with a humble smile.
“Of course I do. Dad has to choose you,” Isabella pointed out confidently. “There’s no other option!”
Elliot chuckled and put his arm around her. “You have to say that since you will be my wife very soon.”
Isabella giggled and leaned in for a quick kiss.
Axel stared at them, smiling. He was happy that his cousin had found love, but there was also a longing look in his eye. He hoped to find what they had someday. In his life, he had met many lovely women, but none who had captured his heart.
“What do you like to do for fun, Axel?” Elliot asked, wanting to impress him even more now that he knew Axel was a future Alpha.
“I like to paint,” Axel answered simply.
“Don’t be so modest!” Isabella chimed in. “Axel is a wonderful watercolor artist. His artwork is showcased in galleries all around Germany. He’s very talented. He’s always had a more sensitive, artistic soul.”
“I wouldn’t say that I’m sensitive, Bell,” Axel protested jokingly.
“You’re the one who cried because my dad took away your painting supplies for a week after you swapped out all our family photos with pictures of dogs when we were eight,” Isabella remembered.
“Yeah, because that was really unfair,” Axel replied.
The two cousins laughed.
Elliot was slightly annoyed that he was being left out as they traveled down memory lane, but he made sure his expression didn’t show his irritation.
“I’d love to see some of your work,” Elliot tried to interact a bit more.
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