The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 101 [Evelyn's POV] "Are you two really not going to let me help put this party together at all?" | asked, wistfully. | wasn't entirely sure what | expected when it came to experiencing a birthday party-mainly one that was meant for me. I'd spent the majority of my life being overshadowed by Samantha and her inability to share the spotlight with anyone else, | wasn't entirely sure how I was meant to feel. Watching the house transform from its everyday grandeur to something far more whimsical and exciting.

Nina had instructed the staff to twist and string colorful streamers all along the banisters. Wendy, on the other hand, was making sure that the kitchen staff were up to the challenge in making sure there was more than enough food and drink for anyone who came in to wish me a happy birthday. I'd offered and asked on numerous occasions to both of them if | could help. However, | was persistently met with the same response.

"Absolutely not!" ---- "There's no way that you're going to be expected to put your own party together." As everyone was busy setting things up and bustling around to get things prepared, | felt useless and, frankly, uncomfortable. | wasn't used to being given so much attention. It reminded me of when the tea mixture was first gaining popularity-everyone was showering me with praise. | wasn't used to it and | knew for a fact that | would never be comfortable with it.

Part of me just really hoped that | would be able to overcome this weird feeling by the time the party was picking up in full swing. | would hate to make Nina, Wendy, and Alexander feel as though none of this was appreciated. | just wished that they would have allowed me to, at least, take part in some of the work. But once more, | was met with their firm gaze. "Evelyn, would you please let us do this for you?" Nina asked with her usual kind smile. Wendy stepped over from what she was doing and gently laid her hands on my shoulders. "You work hard for this pack.

It's time that you allow others to show their appreciation." She had a point. But | always felt the pack's appreciation for my time and my work. | felt it in every passing smile they gave me. | ---- felt it in every friendly wave and sweet 'hello' "Alright," | conceded. "If you need me for anything, | will be out in the greenhouse." The day I'd returned from the open market, Michael had somewhat remained in my thoughts. | remembered how easy it was to talk to him about my interests and was, oddly enough, missing our interaction.

| hadn't allowed myself the time to dwell too much on our encounter. After all, it had been brief and there wasn't much to take away from it. | just couldn't get over how much | enjoyed speaking with someone who actually had a genuine interest in agriculture as much as | did. | hadn't told Alexander about it...Was that bad of me? Truthfully, | didn't see the need to inform him about Michael when he was already so caught up over the notion that | had been lightheaded at the market. Yes, | caved in that sense, alright?

When | had initially returned home with my hibiscus plants and seeds, he'd instantly noticed that something wasn't right. He questioned me and | told him about my minor episode. Needless to say, Alexander didn't exactly take it too well. ---- "Oh my God! | knew | should have insisted on having someone accompany you," he snarled in fierce concern. "Honestly, Alexander, it's okay. I'm fine." "What if you had fallen?" he questioned harshly. "But | didn't." I'd closed the space between us and taken his hand into mine.

"If it makes you feel better, | promise that | have no plans to leave the house any time soon."