The setting sun painted the Lockwood mansion's gardens in shades of amber and gold, casting long shadows across the perfectly manicured lawns. Isla walked among the blooming flowers, their sweet fragrance doing little to calm her racing thoughts. Her recent visit to Maria, her dramatic rescue mission weighed heavily on her mind, secrets pressing against her chest like physical weights.As she rounded the marble fountain, her breath caught at the sight of Liam. He stood tall and powerful against the dying light, water droplets from the fountain catching the sun's rays behind him like a shower of diamonds. The moment he spotted her, his face lit up with a smile that made her heart skip."Isla!" His voice carried across the garden, wrapping around her like a warm embrace.She didn't hesitate, closing the distance between them in quick steps before falling into his arms. The familiar scent of him – pine needles and mountain air, with an underlying warmth that was uniquely Liam – envelo
"Liam, I need you to show me how much you missed me," Isla said, her voice laced with a mixture of desire and command. Liam, who had been lounging on the bed, immediately straightened up, his ocean-blue eyes locking onto her. He rose to his full, imposing height, his muscular frame exuding an air of dominance that made Isla's breath catch."Oh, I missed you, Isla," he said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. "I missed you so much that I had to take matters into my own hands... twice."Isla rolled her eyes at his words - but she smiled, feeling ultimately desired. With that, Liam took a step towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out and gently, but firmly, took her suitcase from her hand, setting it aside. Then, he placed his hands on her shoulders, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body."Let me show you how much I missed you, my beautiful Isla," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Before she could respond, he spun her around and
The morning sun cast a warm glow over the luxurious bathroom, its rays dancing across the marble surfaces. Isla, her body still buzzing with pleasure from the night before, stepped into the spacious room, her bare feet padding softly on the cool tiles. The bathroom was a sanctuary, a place of indulgence and relaxation, and Isla intended to make the most of it. She was so lucky to be in such a place! She approached the grand bathtub, a masterpiece in itself, with intricate oceanic designs adorning its sides. The tub was large enough for two, and Isla couldn't help but think of the night she had just spent with Liam Lockwood. Their passion had burned brightly, and the memory of his touch still sent shivers down her spine. As she turned on the faucet, letting the water cascade into the tub, her mind wandered back to the intense connection she shared with Liam.Isla carefully stepped into the warm water, sighing as the heat enveloped her. She leaned back, letting the water caress her s
After the steamy sex with Liam in the bath tub, Isla stepped out of the bath, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. The warm water had washed away the stress of the past few days, and as she wrapped herself in a soft towel, she felt a sense of lightness in her heart. She walked over to her phone, which lay on the vanity, and picked it up to check for messages.Her heart skipped a beat when she saw a text from Liam's parents. They had confirmed that they would be able to make it to the wedding! The message also mentioned that they wanted to keep everything a surprise until the big day. A wide smile spread across Isla's face as she read the words, her excitement bubbling over.Finally, things were starting to fall into place. With Angelina being safe and on her way home, Isla felt a wave of relief wash over her. The thought of her future mother-in-law and father-in-law attending the wedding filled her with joy. It felt like a new chapter was beginning, one that promised happiness and love.
The grand ballroom of the luxurious La Dellodia hotel was a sight to behold, adorned with shimmering chandeliers and elegant drapery that cascaded from the ceiling. The theme of the evening was masquerade, and the atmosphere buzzed with excitement as couples danced gracefully across the polished floor, their laughter mingling with the soft strains of music. Isla stood at the front of the stage, her heart racing as she took in the scene around her.She wore a stunning gown that flowed down to the floor, the fabric shimmering under the soft lights. A delicate white dove mask adorned her eyes, adding an air of mystery to her appearance. Around her neck, a diamond necklace sparkled, catching the light with every movement. Beside her stood Liam, impeccably dressed in a tailored black suit and a matching mask that accentuated his striking features. His green eyes scanned the room, exuding confidence as he prepared to face the press.The reporters were gathered in the front lines of the st
The luxurious hotel room that was right above the masquerade ball room - with its soft lighting and elegant decor, provided the perfect setting for their intimate encounter. Isla, feeling like a princess in her white gown, allowed herself to be swept away by the moment, surrendering to Liam's skilled caresses.As Liam helped her change, his fingers gently traced the straps of her dress, sending shivers down her spine. The gown fell away, revealing Isla's flawless figure, accentuated by the soft fabric of her lingerie. Liam's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her voluptuous curves.His strong hands worked their magic on Isla's body, his touch both soothing and arousing. "You're my Cinderella, Isla," he whispered, his voice deep and husky. "And I'm your Prince Charming, here to make all your wishes come true."Isla smiled, a mixture of excitement and nervousness fluttering in her stomach. Being his mate, she had always felt a deep connection with Liam, but this mo
Liam, his blue eyes sparkling with desire, admired Isla’s naked body, knowing he had played a part in unleashing her true self."I'm not done with you yet, my love," Isla whispered, her voice laced with a sensual promise. She slowly rose from their tangled embrace, her hourglass figure on full display. Liam's eyes followed her every move, his breath quickening as he anticipated her next action. Isla's hands roamed over her body, caressing her soft skin, and she couldn't help but smile at the sight of her own arousal.With a sultry sway of her hips, Isla straddled Liam's waist, positioning herself above his hardened length. She took a moment to admire the sight of her breasts, full and heavy, swaying with her movements. Her fingers traced the curves of her own body, teasing her nipples to hardness as she prepared to take control. Liam's eyes widened at the sight, his cock throbbing as he witnessed Isla's uninhibited display of self-pleasure."You've become so much more than I ever ima
After the engagement announcement ceremony, Isla felt like she was floating on a cloud. The night had been awesome, and the love and support from their friends and family had filled her heart with joy. But it wasn’t just the celebration that had her feeling elated - it was the overwhelming response on social media that truly took her breath away.As she settled into bed that night, Isla picked up her phone and began scrolling through the comments on the video of their engagement announcement. Her heart swelled with happiness as she read the appreciation posts. People were congratulating them, calling her lucky, and expressing their excitement for the couple. The positivity was infectious, and Isla couldn’t help but smile at the outpouring of love."Awww, since when did I become a celebrity?!"However, as she continued to scroll, she noticed a few comments that struck a different chord. Some users criticized her, suggesting that her beauty was the only reason a rich man like Liam w
The dawn broke over the private island, illuminating a landscape transformed by battle. The pristine white sands were now marked with the evidence of war—scorched earth, scattered debris, and the lingering scent of mystic energy that hung in the air like an invisible fog. Pack members moved about with purpose, tending to the wounded, accounting for their numbers, and beginning the process of rebuilding what had been broken.Isla stood at the shoreline, her toes digging into the cool sand as she watched the waves wash away traces of blood. The sea seemed determined to cleanse the beach, to restore it to its former beauty. Nature healing itself—a fitting metaphor for what was happening among the pack."Twenty-seven wounded," Miranda reported, appearing at Isla's side. Her usual playful character was subdued, but there was a glint of relief in her eyes. "Eight critical, but they'll make it.""And the fallen?" Isla asked quietly, bracing herself for the answer.Miranda's expression tight
Liam was the first to transform back to human form, standing tall. The others followed suit, the transformation allowing them to handle the artifacts with greater precision."It's over, Darius," Liam said, his voice carrying the authority of generations of Alpha blood. "Your projections are failing. Your army is being decimated. And now we have the means to end your reign of terror once and for all."Isla stepped forward, her hand clutching the Moonstone Dagger. The transformation had left her feeling strangely invigorated rather than drained as it once had. Selena's presence within her was strong, unified with her own consciousness in a way that felt more complete than even before their separation.They moved with practiced precision, each knowing their role without needing instruction. Ken placed the Binding Stones in a circle around Darius, who found himself suddenly unable to step beyond their perimeter. Miranda held up the Verity Mirror, which shimmered with an inner light as it
"It's time," Isla said, clutching the artifacts close to her chest. Their weight seemed to increase with each passing moment, as if they recognized their impending purpose.Miranda nodded, her usually playful demeanor replaced by steely determination. "You sure you're ready for this? First transformation since..." She didn't need to finish the sentence."Since I lost her," Isla completed, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm more than ready."Ken and Taylor moved to flank the doorway, their senses heightened for any approaching danger. Ken's muscular frame tensed as he sniffed the air. "Their numbers are growing. Liam and Maximilian are holding the eastern perimeter, but they need those artifacts now."Isla closed her eyes, feeling the familiar yet long-forgotten sensation of her wolf stirring within. For years, that space had been empty—a hollow cavern where Selena had once resided. Now, the warmth of her presence flooded Isla's veins once more."Selena," she whispered, not as a s
Isla could feel the missing piece of her soul slowly sliding back into place, like a puzzle finding its perfect fit after years of searching.Her wolf was back. And nothing would ever be the same again.The moment Selena fully materialized, Isla felt a surge of emotions so intense it threatened to overwhelm her. Years of absence, of feeling incomplete, of living with a gaping spiritual wound - all of it dissolved in an instant. "Selena," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "I missed you. I missed you so much. You didn't have to do that that day."The memories came flooding back - that fateful day when she was 17, battling rouge wolves in a fight that seemed impossible to survive. She had been severely injured, blood pooling around her, death's cold fingers already beginning to grip her. And then Selena had done the unthinkable.In that moment of near-death, Selena had used every ounce of her spiritual energy, every drop of her essence to keep Isla alive. "Live, Isla. Liv
Ken intruppted Isla and said, "Stay here! I'll deliver the artifacts."Of course! Like they would let Isla to get out of the protected Beach house suit. Ken took the artifacts and tied to get out of the suit's door, but all of a sudden, he came flying back, falling on the floor. The tension was thick in the air as Ken stood trapped, the magical barriers preventing him from leaving Isla's side. The artifacts he was meant to deliver to Liam in his hands. The magic that bound him was intricate and powerful, a web of protection that kept him tethered to Isla, rendering him immobile.Isla paced the room, her mind racing. She understood now that the key to their freedom, to ending the war, lay in awakening her wolf Selena. For years, Selena had been dormant, a spirit locked away since that fateful day when Isla was 17. The wolf's absence had been more than just a physical loss; it was a spiritual wound that had haunted her for years.Miranda watched her carefully, concern etched across h
The battle raged on the beach, a chaotic dance of supernatural violence that seemed to defy logic. Each time Liam or one of the Lockwood alphas appeared to defeat a version of Darius, another would materialize, laughing with that bone-chilling, omnipresent sound that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once."He's not just creating illusions," Liam's thoughts crashed into Isla's mind. "These are fully corporeal duplicates. Each can fight, each can bleed."Isla gripped the balcony edge, watching her mate and his parents fight with increasing desperation. The pack's initial advantage had evaporated, replaced by confusion and mounting exhaustion. Wolves that had been fierce and coordinated were now reactive, constantly shifting to defend against attacks that could come from any direction."We can't win like this," Isla muttered.Taylor and Miranda exchanged a look—the kind of silent communication that spoke of years of shared experience. "We need to find another way," Taylor sa
The first wave of Darius's forces crashed against the Lockwood pack's defenses like a storm surge. From her vantage point, Isla watched in awe as the beach transformed into a battlefield of supernatural fury.Liam moved like living lightning in his wolf form. His strawberry-blonde fur gleamed with an almost metallic sheen as he launched into the attack, a blur of speed and devastating power.Where other wolves might tear and rip, Liam struck with surgical precision—each movement calculated to maximum effect. Rivals fell before him like wheat before a scythe, his massive wolf form cutting through the enemy ranks with terrifying efficiency.*"This is why they call him the most powerful Alpha-to-be,"* Taylor murmured beside Isla, her voice a mixture of pride and reverence.Angelina fought with a completely different style. Where Liam was a thunderstorm, she was a silent predator. Her silver-blonde wolf moved with cat-like grace, almost dancing between opponents. Each strike was elegant,
Isla leaned against the railing again, her attention drawn back to the beach below where a transformation was taking place. Pack members had begun to shift, their human forms dissolving in ripples of magic as wolf forms emerged in their place. The sight still fascinated her—the fluid transition between shapes that seemed both impossible and entirely natural.Her breath caught as she spotted Liam in the front line, his wolf form magnificent and commanding. His fur gleamed strawberry blonde in the strengthening dawn light, thick and lustrous. Even in this form, she would have recognized him anywhere. Beside him padded Maximilian, his wolf a deep, rich red that seemed to burn like living flame against the pale sand. And completing the leadership triad was Angelina, her silver-blonde fur shimmering with an almost ethereal quality.The three of them stood as a united front, facing the eastern horizon where Darius's forces would soon appear. Behind them, arranged in precise formation, were
The first hints of dawn had begun to streak the eastern sky, painting wispy clouds in delicate shades of pink and gold. Isla stood at the open-air balcony of the beach house suite, her hands resting on the silver railing as she watched the hypnotic rhythm of waves washing against the shore. The ocean stretched endlessly before her, its surface glittering with the dying moonlight, deceptively peaceful despite the approaching conflict.From this elevated vantage point, she had a perfect view of the expansive beach below, where the Lockwood pack had assembled in battle formation. The suite itself was nestled into the cliffside overlooking the bay—the pack's most defensible structure on the island and the designated safe house for those who would not participate in the coming fight.The wind carried the scent of salt and tension up to her, along with fragments of commands being issued below. Isla's senses, already heightened from the mating ceremony, seemed even more acute this morning.