Isla sat on the edge of the bonfire circle, her heart still racing from the kiss she had shared with Liam. The warmth of the flames flickered against her skin, but her mind was elsewhere, drawn to the sight of Miranda and Andy. They were a picture-perfect couple, almost ethereal in their beauty. Andy stood tall, his dark black hair contrasting sharply with his pale skin, and his striking grey eyes seemed to hold a world of secrets. He looked like a Greek god, with high cheekbones and a confident demeanor that made him seem almost surreal.Miranda, with her long, flowing hair and model-like figure, complimented him perfectly. They were both nearly the same height, and the way they moved together was effortless, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle that fit together flawlessly. Isla couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy as she watched them interact, their chemistry palpable.“I thought you wouldn’t come! Why are you late?” Miranda exclaimed, her voice filled with playful reproach as s
The atmosphere around the bonfire was electric, the laughter and chatter of friends mingling with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. Liam stood up, a playful grin spreading across his face as he clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, everyone! No more Truth or Dare. It’s time to dance!”Cheers erupted from the group, and Isla felt a rush of excitement mixed with nervousness. She had never been much of a dancer, but the thought of moving to the music with Liam made her heart race.“Couples dance!” Miranda chimed in, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “Let’s start with Andy and me!”As the first notes of a French song filled the air, Andy took Miranda’s hand, leading her to the center of the circle. The music was soft and romantic, and they began to sway together, their movements fluid and graceful. Isla watched, captivated by the way they moved in perfect harmony, their chemistry undeniable. The group cheered them on, and Isla couldn’t help but smile
Isla’s heart raced as she processed Liam’s last words. “What the hell? How dare you!” she shouted, her voice echoing in the small room. The warmth that had enveloped her moments ago was replaced by a chilling realization. The man hovering above her, with his intense gaze and confident demeanor, was not the Liam she knew.Liam’s expression shifted, a dark shadow crossing his features. “I’m done with you acting innocent and like a damsel in distress,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “Now, I’m going to take you against your will.”Isla’s breath caught in her throat as he reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek. The touch was icy, sending a shiver down her spine, as if she had touched the poles of the Arctic Circle. This wasn’t the warmth she had felt before; this was something else entirely.“No,” she whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. “This isn’t you, Liam. You would never hurt me.”But as she looked into his eyes, she saw something dark and predatory lurking ben
Liam stood at the edge of the beach, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore echoing in his ears. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the sand, but the beauty of the night felt overshadowed by the turmoil in his heart. He couldn’t shake the events of the evening from his mind, especially the way Isla had looked at him—conflicted, vulnerable, and filled with doubt.He knew what she must be thinking. Every time he felt like he was getting a step closer to her, she seemed to take two steps back. It frustrated him, but deep down, he understood. Isla was living without her wolf, a reality that was akin to a mortal living without a vital body part. She had lost a crucial piece of herself, and it was taking a toll on her mental health.Liam clenched his fists, feeling a wave of anger wash over him—not at Isla, but at the circumstances that had led them here. He was the strongest Alpha, and yet, he felt utterly powerless when it came to helping her. How could h
Liam stumbled through the beach house, the alcohol coursing through his veins making every step feel unsteady. He knew he shouldn’t be going to Isla's room, but the thought of Isla alone in her room, upset and drowning her sorrows in wine, gnawed at him. He had to check on her, to make sure she was okay.He approached her door, knocking softly, but there was no response. “Isla?” he called out, his voice slightly slurred. When silence greeted him, he took a deep breath and pushed the door open, finding it unlocked.The sight that greeted him was unexpected. Isla sat on the edge of her bed, a half-empty wine bottle in her hand, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glassy. She looked up at him, a smirk playing on her lips. “Great! The greatest Alpha of all time is here,” she declared, her words slightly slurred.“Don’t call me that,” Liam replied, shaking his head. “Just Liam.”Isla attempted to stand, but her legs wobbled beneath her, and she stumbled toward him. Without thinking, Liam caugh
Isla sat in the living room of the beach house, surrounded by Liam and his friends, a sense of confusion washing over her. She had expected a fun activity after breakfast, perhaps a game or a beach outing, but instead, they were all gathered in a semi-circle, with Taylor standing in the center like a teacher preparing to give a lecture.Liam was seated next to her, his expression serious as he focused intently on Taylor. Ken slouched in his seat, looking bored, while Miranda leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with interest, clearly eager to hear what Taylor had to say. Andy, on the other hand, appeared to be in a state between sleep and wakefulness, his head bobbing slightly as he fought to stay alert.“Alright, everyone,” Taylor began, her voice firm and commanding. “We are gathered here to discuss something crucial. It concerns none other than our pack Alpha and Luna. So people, hear me out.” She shot a glare at Andy, who immediately straightened up, suddenly wide awake.Isla’s hear
As the weight of Taylor's revelation hung in the air, Ken couldn't help but start giggling at Isla's shocked reaction. His laughter broke the tension, and Liam cast an annoyed look in his direction.“Seriously, Ken?” Liam said, exasperation evident in his voice. “This isn’t a joke.”“Oh, come on!” Ken replied, still chuckling. “I just feel happy to see how uncomfortable Isla is with all of this. It’s refreshing!”Isla shot Ken a glare, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “It’s not that I’m uncomfortable,” she protested, crossing her arms defensively. “I just feel that I should take things slow with Liam in our relationship. But if this helps in bringing back my wolf, Selena, then I’ll definitely try.”Liam’s expression softened at her words, but Ken continued to chuckle, clearly enjoying the moment. “Come on! You’re not going to let this go, are you?” Liam asked, exasperated.“Never!” Ken replied, grinning widely.Suddenly, Liam stood up, a playful glint in his eyes. He began to da
The sun had just begun its slow descent over the horizon, casting a warm glow across the vast expanse of the North Atlantic Ocean. Isla stood on the deck of a private jet, her heart pounding with anticipation, gasping at the deep waters of the Atlantic Ocean. They were really at the top of the world - She gazed out at the endless blue, feeling a sense of excitement and trepidation as the plane descended towards their destination—Nysoria, the mystical island near Sweden. Isla was about to embark on a journey that would change her life forever, a journey that involved unlocking her true potential and embracing her destiny as a werewolf.Liam stood beside her, handsome as ever, his strong hand resting gently on her shoulder. His ocean-blue eyes sparkled with determination, and his muscular frame exuded an air of confidence and strength. "We're almost there, my dear Isla," he said, his deep voice resonating with warmth. "Nysoria holds the key to awakening your wolf, and I promise you, it
As the night progressed, Liam had something special planned for his beloved Luna, a treat that would indulge her in the ancient traditions of their werewolf heritage.In the dimly lit bedroom, Isla lay on the bed, her heart racing with anticipation. The previous round had been a blur of pleasure and discovery, and she couldn't wait to see what Liam had in store for her next. Her body still bore the marks of their passionate lovemaking—tender nipples, sensitive from his teasing, and a pussy that ached with desire.Liam entered the room, his tall, muscular frame filling the doorway. His ocean-blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he locked gazes with Isla. He was dressed in a simple black robe, tied loosely around his waist, revealing a hint of his sculpted chest. His hair tousled from their previous passionate encounter, fell perfectly around his face, emphasizing his strong jawline.Isla couldn't understand why got dressed up - they could have sex naked too. "My beautiful Luna," he pur
"I want to take you, Isla," Liam's deep voice rumbled, his eyes darkening with passion. "You are my Queen. I want to fuck you hard, make you feel every inch of my desire."Isla's breath hitched at his words. She had been craving this moment, longing for his touch and the surrender she experienced in his arms. With a nod of agreement, she began to undress, her movements graceful and sensual. She let her silk robe slide off her shoulders, revealing her flawless, pale skin and the lacy black lingerie that accentuated her curves. Her full breasts strained against the delicate fabric, and her nipples hardened in anticipation.Liam's eyes devoured her, his hunger palpable. He stepped closer, his powerful presence filling the space between them. "You're exquisite, my Queen. I want to mark every inch of this perfect body as mine."Isla's breath quickened as she reveled in his admiration. She loved the way he looked at her, as if she were the most desirable woman in the world. As she stood bef
The chaos of the battle had finally subsided, and the garden was now a scene of quiet aftermath. The air was thick with the scent of earth and adrenaline, but Isla’s heart raced for an entirely different reason. She had witnessed Liam’s strength and prowess as he fought off the rogues, and now, all she wanted was to be close to him.After the pack had regrouped and ensured the area was secure, Isla found herself drawn to Liam’s room in the mansion. She needed to see him, to feel the warmth of his presence after the harrowing events of the day. As she approached the door, her heart fluttered with anticipation and relief. She knocked softly, and the door swung open to reveal Liam, still in his wolf form, his fur glistening under the soft light of the room.The moment their eyes met, a wave of emotion washed over Isla. She stepped inside, and before she could say a word, Liam shifted back to his human form, his expression a mix of exhaustion and relief. He looked at her, and in that inst
Isla gripped the silver gun tightly in her hand, her heart racing as she faced the chaos of the garden. The adrenaline coursed through her veins, and she felt a fierce determination to protect her pack. She had never imagined herself in a situation like this, but the instinct to fight for those she loved surged within her.“Get away from him!” she shouted, her voice ringing with urgency as she aimed the gun at the nearest rogue. The wolf snarled, its eyes glinting with malice as it lunged toward her. Isla squeezed the trigger, the sharp crack of the gun echoing in the air. The bullet struck the rogue, causing it to yelp in pain, but it was only momentarily distracted.Just as she thought she might have a chance, another rogue came barreling toward her from the side. Isla barely had time to react before the wolf slammed into her, knocking her off her feet. She fell hard to the ground, the breath knocked out of her lungs. For a moment, everything went dark as she struggled to regain her
The days that followed Liam’s escape were filled with a sense of relief and anticipation for Isla. She felt lighter, buoyed by the knowledge that he was out there, fighting for their future. The pack had rallied around her, and she continued to navigate her duties as Luna with growing confidence. However, the tranquility was abruptly shattered one fateful afternoon.Isla was in her study, reviewing some pack documents, when Miranda burst through the door, her face pale and eyes wide with urgency. “Isla! We have a situation,” she said, breathless.“What’s wrong?” Isla asked, her heart racing as she set the papers aside.“Some rogues have broken into the mansion. Andy, Ken, and Taylor are handling it, but it’s getting intense. You need to stay safe in your room,” Miranda urged, her voice laced with concern.Isla’s stomach dropped at the news. “Rogues? Here? What do you mean?” she asked, panic rising within her. The thought of intruders in her home sent a chill down her spine.“There’s n
As the hall filled with anticipation, Isla stood at the podium, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. The atmosphere was charged with energy, and she could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on her. The priest, an elder of the pack, stood beside her, holding the Moon Goddess’s holy book, its pages worn and filled with wisdom passed down through generations. The flickering candlelight cast soft shadows on the walls, creating an almost ethereal ambiance that heightened the significance of the occasion.“Today, we gather to witness the oath of our new Luna,” the priest announced, his voice resonating through the hall. “Isla, daughter of the Lockwood legacy, will take her place as the leader of our pack, standing alongside her mate, Liam.”Isla took a deep breath, her heart swelling with pride and determination. This was the moment she had been preparing for, yet it felt surreal. The weight of her responsibilities loomed large, but she was ready to embrace them. T
Isla felt a surge of frustration mixed with fear. She had been carrying the burden of Liam’s secret alone, and the thought of sharing it made her stomach churn. But as she looked into their earnest faces, she realized that they were right. They deserved the truth, but revealing it was against the promise she made for her father-in-law.“Isla, we know you’re hiding something,” Miranda said again, her voice steady but laced with concern. “You’ve been acting strange ever since Liam was taken. We need to know what’s going on.”Taylor crossed her arms, her brow furrowed. “You can’t keep this to yourself. We’re your friends, and we want to help you. But we can’t do that if you won’t let us in.”“I can’t,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. “You don’t understand what’s at stake.”Miranda stepped closer, her expression softening. “Then help us understand. We’re worried about you, Isla. You’re not just Liam’s mate; you’re the Luna of the Lockwood pack. You have to be strong fo
The next few days were a blur for Isla. Each morning, she woke up in the grand Lockwood mansion, the sunlight streaming through the tall windows, illuminating the opulence that surrounded her. But the beauty of her surroundings felt hollow without Liam by her side. The weight of his absence pressed heavily on her heart, and every moment was a reminder of the uncertainty that loomed over them.With Liam captured, Isla had taken on the mantle of responsibility for the mansion and the pack. Miranda and her mate, Andy, stepped in to manage the pack duties, but Isla felt the burden of leadership resting squarely on her shoulders. She knew that soon she would be introduced as the Luna of the pack, a title that felt both empowering and terrifying. Despite not having a wolf of her own, she was expected to lead, to inspire, and to unite the pack in Liam’s absence.As the days passed, Isla found herself retreating to her room more often, seeking solace in the quiet. She would sit at the ornate
Isla sat in the plush leather seat of Maximilian’s private plane, the hum of the engines a constant reminder of the distance they were putting between themselves and the chaos that had unfolded. The cabin was luxurious, but the opulence did little to ease the turmoil in her heart. She gazed out the window, watching the clouds drift by, her mind racing with thoughts of Liam and the uncertainty of their future.Maximilian sat across from her, his expression serious as he reviewed documents on a tablet. The weight of leadership hung heavily on his shoulders, and Isla could sense the tension radiating from him. After a moment, he looked up, meeting her gaze with a steady intensity.“Isla,” he began, his voice calm yet firm, “we’re almost back in New York. You need to prepare yourself for what’s ahead.”Isla turned to him, her heart sinking. “I really don’t think I can do this,” she admitted, her voice trembling slightly. “Without Liam, I feel lost. I’m still wolfless. I can’t take charge