POV Eric Lafallete. We dressed quickly and got into the truck. I drove straight home, because Claire contacted me by mental link a while ago, when I was hard and about to put my cock in Isabella´s core. But fate had prepared us to have to wait again. Anyway, I will continue with my blue ball season. Isabella looks at me curiously while saying, “You are too quiet. Something bad happened?” I smile at him as I say, “No babe, I was just remembering what happened in the den.” She turns her head to look at me as she says, “Oh. Why did we leave the den anyway? I didn't want to leave. I was enjoying the sparks you were giving me... Although you did mention something about my other gift. What was that about?” I smile at her words as I say, “It’s good to know that you pay attention to the things I say, I feel relieved.” I tell her with a playful tone while I put my hand on my chest as if I were very sorry. She laughs and pats my arm, then she says, “I always pay attention to everything you
POV Isabella Di'Giotanno. We are enjoying the birthday party organized by Eric. It has been the most beautiful, sincere, and dedicated gift that anyone has given me. With every gesture, Eric shows me how much he loves me. Looking back, I think I always knew it, but I didn't want to love him because I didn't want to be disappointed that he wasn't mine. But he is. This incredible alpha, brave, fierce, honest, and so sexy, is all mine. However, happiness never lasts forever. The minute Eric yells rogues, everything went to hell. My beautiful surprise has turned into total chaos. Eric pounces protectively as he visualizes that a brown wolf is going to attack me. He quickly transforms into Anouk, which opens his jaw ferociously and destroys the brown wolf's jugular. He didn't have a chance. Wherever I looked, everyone was fighting with rogues who came out everywhere. Where the hell do they come from? They seem in sync. The rabid rogues pounced on everyone, be they women, men, or children
POV Eric Lafallete. After four rogues attacked my sides, I destroyed their jugulars with a blind rage. I hear Aika shout ENOUGH! And a beam of light coming from her body blinds us, making it difficult for us to see what was happening. I turn and see how the rogues, who were attentively observing what Aika was doing, all fall at the same time with their necks broken. We all remained silent watching the spectacle of rogues fall. The cold that comes with death can be smelled for miles, setting the desolate landscape that promises what was once the home of the pack. The bodies of the rogues and members of my pack, lying everywhere. So much death, so much destruction for no apparent reason. They wanted to eliminate it, that's for sure. My heart screams with pain when I see such a landscape. My soul groans when I see the bodies of my parents destroyed next to what was once the pool. I feel like my body is not my own. I feel as if the pain of losing your family is deepening in my soul. I
POV Eric Lafallete. A week has passed since Isabella's birthday catastrophe. During this week we have been extremely busy dealing with all the effects that an invasion of rogues has. The main consequence? Safety. The Assessment is only a week away and some of the packs questioned our safety. But others have praised the fierceness of my pack. That is why we have increased security and some warriors from the Midnight Pack, with whom we share the southern border, were kind enough to provide it for us. I think it has to do with Isabella being a convergent wolf, which has meant an increase in packs that have requested alliances with us. I have listened to them carefully, but I have not decided anything yet. I hope Isabella wakes up soon to make those decisions, especially since they involve her. The panel of experts, who were chosen for The Assessment, arrived in the early hours of today. And this afternoon they will be taken to the locations where the event will take place for inspecti
POV Prince Alec Tassara. I walk through the corridor and watch as Peter, our beta, comes out of my father's office with a worried face. I stop him and say, “What's going on? Your face tells me that there are serious problems.” He sighs, then replies, “Go in and talk to your father. It's about Isabella.” As soon as I hear Isabella's name mentioned, I feel my heart race and a feeling of deep concern wash over me. I rush into my father's office, where I find him sitting, lost in his thoughts. Whatever he's thinking definitely has him anxious, as I watch a crinkle form between his eyes. I clear my throat as I say, “Father, what is happening?” My father echoes as he says, “Rogues.” I frown. Then I ask, “How? Where? What happened?” He speaks with an icy voice saying, “They attacked the Gentle Dawn Pack when they were celebrating Isabella's birthday. There are twenty pack members dead.” I raise an eyebrow and ask coldly, “And the rogues?” My father answers dryly, “Dead.” I try to h
POV Isabella Di'Giotanno. The last thing I remember was that we were falling after it felt like a million punches in the stomach. Rogues. The rogues invaded my pack. I look around me, and I only see darkness. “Aika! Where are you? Aika comes on. It's not funny. Stop hiding from me. Where we are? Aika!” I scream without response. Only the constant echo of my words resonates within an endless empty space. Then I hear, “Isabella?” I quietly reply, “Who is it?” I hear a soft and distant voice. And this is how I observe how all the images of my life pass through my eyes in a second. Then I watch the images fade as if I were watching an old television. Silence... Deafening silence... Seconds seem like minutes, and minutes seem like hours. The image slowly returns, lighting up, and I appear in a place where everything is white. I blink many times so that my eyes get used to the light. It is a spacious room. “Isabella, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!!!” I listen to the
POV Isabella Di´Giotanno. Artemis tells me we should visit her sisters. She takes my hand while with the other she tightly grips her book. She closes her eyes while reciting some words that seem to be witchcraft. "Aderfí, aderfí se kaló kai se epikaloúmai, stop me sto vasíleió sou, áse me na bo sto vasíleio tis selinis." I watch as everything around us shines with a white light. A strong breeze seems to lift us as everything starts to spin. “Hold on tight!” she yells at me. I look at her, lost, while I say, “What?” And so it is that I feel as if we are being sucked into time and space. All took just a second. We arrive, and she yells, “Ouch!! Stop squeezing my hand, Isabella!” I opened my eyes and let go of her hand. I perceive doors of substantial magnitude, towering above three meters in height, exposed themselves before us. On them are carved images of wolves and Lycans. I look around with my mouth open, totally surprised, as I ask, “Is this Selene's realm?” Artemis nods hap
POV. Isabella Di´Giotanno.We hold hands, Artemis, Aika and I as we listen to recite, “Aderfí, aderfí se kaló kai se epikaloúmai, stop me sto vasíleió sou, use me na bo sto vasíleio tis Ekátis.” I frown, while I said, “what the hell does that mean, Artemis?” Artemis smiles amused as she answers me, “The exact translation would be, Sister, sister, I call your name and I invoke you. Take me to your kingdom. Let me enter to the Hecate’s Realm.” I nod and ask, “And what language is it supposed to be?” She giggles and says, “Greek! Of course!”The journey to Hecate’s realm was faster than the previous one. We arrive at a dark colonial-type house, which has a large entrance and can be read: “Be careful whoever enters these doors, because their soul will be trapped in this kingdom forever.” Aika stops and said, “Damn girl! I don’t know about you, but I won’t go in there. Nope, no fucking way.” I watch as Aika sits on the ground, not wanting to be moved from that place, and then adds, “He