ChaseMy impatience grew with each restless step I took across the cold, unforgiving concrete floor. My sole purpose was to rouse Tyler from his slumber and assess his condition, but I yearned to wait until Isabelle arrived. After all, only she possessed the extraordinary ability to soothe his troubled mind.As I beheld Tyler lying on the cot, he appeared just as I remembered him from that fateful encounter at Isabelle's college, except now devoid of his simmering resentment and the unruly mane of hair that had once framed his face. The indignation that flickered in his eyes, the profound sense of betrayal that had overwhelmed him when he discovered he had been deceived—those memories surged back with an overwhelming force."What kind of deceitful game are you two playing?" he had demanded, his voice brimming with raw fury.Exasperation tinged my response, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "Listen here, you arrogant prick. I may not condone Isabelle's actions. By divulging her t
"Are you suggesting that he's transformed into a feral state?" Malik asked, a hopeful edge to his tone. However, I couldn't embrace such optimism, burdened by guilt that tore at my soul. I couldn't bear to make a decision that would undoubtedly lead to Tyler's tragic fate, sealing his certain death. "Now, let's exercise caution and refrain from hastily jumping to conclusions. We shall be patient, waiting for him to awaken, and then I shall endeavor to engage him in conversation," I interjected, my voice firm and resolute, a voice of reason amid the turmoil. "Isabelle, my dear, I must confess my growing unease about this situation. It deeply unsettles me that the alpha remains here, potentially placing himself in harm's way if unforeseen complications arise. The pack is growing increasingly curious, and if we fail to furnish them with satisfactory explanations in due course, we may find ourselves on the precipice of a mutiny. Why hasn't the alpha been relocated to a more fortified and
Isabelle’s Point of ViewThe urge to retrieve my words and apologize to Chase overwhelmed me. I had publicly berated and humiliated him in front of important witnesses. When he walked away, I fought against the immense desire to chase after him.However, I couldn't afford to act impulsively with all these watchful eyes upon us. As the new alpha, I had to be cautious in my approach; any misstep could quickly erode my leadership."Isabelle, we must address this matter. Such a revelation cannot remain hidden. There will be consequences for all involved," my father interjected."Father, I am now the alpha, and while I appreciate your assistance thus far, I am fully aware of my responsibilities here. Please excuse me; I need to urgently chart my next course of action," I retorted with a cold and pressing tone, leaving no room for further lecturing. My emotions were fraying at the edges, but I refused to succumb to them.Thankfully, my father shook his head and headed for the door. "You've
I found myself unable to respond, avoiding the weight of my responsibility. Tyler had indeed undergone a transformation, though labeling him a monster felt unjust. Did he not realize that we were now bound together? I let the silence linger, allowing tension to fill the room."I suppose I won't be allowed to leave," Tyler eventually broke the silence, the realization dawning on him.I shook my head, feeling tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. I had to find a solution to this predicament, or else...However, any hint of resignation was swiftly replaced by a surge of anger, distorting his features until they seemed even more wolf-like than before. Despite the tension, I took a step closer, mustering the courage to touch my fingers gently to his cheek."I truly apologize. I was lost back then and didn't fully grasp the consequences. But you rejected me," I spoke softly, trying to reach him."Stay away from me!" he snapped, pulling away from my touch. "You've done enough. I might
"That's enough. We shouldn't be attacking each other. We're a team, a family. And together, we'll find a solution. But not while everyone is so furious. We all need to take a step back and cool off. Isabelle, when was the last time you had something to eat?"I gave a nonchalant shrug, not having prioritized eating since the attack had unfolded."Take your time, whip up something, and then we can start sorting this out," Malik offered with a reassuring tone.I nodded in agreement, though my restless energy couldn't be contained by merely sitting around. My actions had left a trail of consequences – angering my father, offending Malik, irritating Chase, and holding Tyler against his will in the basement. I couldn't help but feel like I was failing miserably as the alpha."You worry too much, babe," Malik comforted me, but it only amplified the guilt already swirling within me."I don't deserve your understanding. I've been behaving terribly ever since I saw Tyler again," I admitted, my
Isabelle’s Point of ViewI suppressed the urge to snap back at Chase, realizing that arguing with him wasn't what I needed right now. Instead, my focus shifted when the delectable aroma of vanilla and chocolate wafted through the air. My eyes landed on the plate of chocolate-chip pancakes he had made. "You made chocolate-chip pancakes," I exclaimed, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I paused to give him a quick kiss. But he wasn't content with just that.His tongue brushed across my lips, sending shivers down my spine, and his hands gently wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer until my hips nestled between his legs. Oh, damn.I could feel his impressive erection pressing into my belly, the heat of the moment threatening to overwhelm my senses. I loved it when Chase's desire matched my own, and the fact that our quarrels seemed to fuel his arousal didn't deter me in the slightest. We had a unique connection – we could be mad at each other and still find pleasure
Attempting to regain composure, I took deep breaths, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth, trying to steady my racing heart. But as I drizzled maple syrup over my pancakes, I couldn't help but feel torn between my physical cravings and the gravity of our current situation.Chase's playful actions only added to the dilemma, and I couldn't deny the allure of both his intimate touch and the delicious chocolate-chip pancakes before me. The sight of the syrup cascading over the sweet confection was enough to tempt anyone's senses.However, Malik's smug expression brought me back to reality, urging me to match his teasing demeanor. Determined not to be outdone, I decided to play along. With a sense of purpose, I picked up my fork, carefully impaling a few pieces of the delightful treat, and lifted it to my mouth in a slow, deliberate motion.Both Malik and Chase observed me intently, their eyes fixated on my every move. With a hint of mischief, I decided to push the bounda
As much as I craved his touch, Chase managed to summon the strength to break away, teasingly remarking on my habit of testing his patience. He playfully nibbled at my lips, making it hard for me to form coherent words. My breaths were shallow and uneven, and all I could do was surrender to the intoxicating sensations coursing through me.In a breathless voice, I replied, "Does it matter?" The truth was, I didn't know the exact answer myself. Our connection was electric, and the boundaries between pleasure and punishment seemed to blur in the heat of the moment.Chase's response was a mix of understanding and determination. He acknowledged that we both knew the inevitable outcome of our passion, leaving us with the question of how to proceed. His grip tightened on my hair, tilting my head to meet his intense gaze, filled with smoldering heat. The intensity of his stare matched the raw desire between us, and I couldn't help but wonder what path we would choose. The possibilities stretch