Isabella P.O.V. “They are planning to do what?” Elijah asks deadly calm. I can feel his anger through our bond, but he is trying so hard to keep it bay. I take his hand in mine, stroking his knuckles, and I feel his tension lessen. He gives me a look of gratitude and love, which I return with a small smile. I’m still really new to this love and respect kind of thing, so I have no idea what to do with myself when he does that. “I’m afraid so.” Alex answered with shame all over his voice. “I disagree with this, and I have left them. I took what little belongings I traveled with and decided to put my fate in the hands of my sister instead.” Alex looks at me with soft eyes, a look I haven’t seen forever. I’ve missed my twin like hell, but the things he’s done, the things he’s said over the years. I don’t know if I can forgive him? He sighs, as if he read my mind. “Isabella. I know I haven’t been the brother you deserve since that day with the picnic, and I have no idea if
Elijah P.O.V. The night went peacefully. I never tried anything - one; because I know she is not ready and two; because I want everything on the table before we do. She needs to know my reputation in the world, and she needs to know the other side of me. She will see it eventually, though I wish I could hide it forever. As we went to bed, Isabella asked if I wanted her on the floor or on the couch. I was so shocked. Sure I knew some of what she’s been going through, but to be asking her mate that. I picked her up again and took her to bed. She laughed, but as we laid in bed she got shy instead. “Are you sure this is okay, Elijah? We haven’t marked each other.” She asked, and I couldn’t help the flutter in my heart. “Maybe not, but you are my mate Isa, and I will be damned if you are not in our bed when you are in our room. This is yours now, and we will get to the marking - soon hopefully.” I smirk at her and she blushes deep red. I lean over and kiss her che
Isabella P.O.V. Elijah tells everyone the guests are here, and I can feel my heart sinking in my chest. Old memories of ridicule, mockery and shame fills me, while my new self is fighting back, telling me I am okay. Elijah loves me, though we haven’t really said it yet, and the pack will accept me, whenever I am introduced. Then the old me asks the one question I was trying to avoid; why hasn’t he presented me yet? I shake my head at the doubting voice in my head, knowing full well he would have if I had not been in the hospital because of a panic attack and yesterday I was out with Lauren, getting verbally abused by Jeff and Janelle and then moving my things with Elijah later on. Not to mention the showing up by Alex in the middle of the night. “Ashton, go out and greet the guests. Take them to the conference room, where we will be waiting.” Ashton smirks at Elijah’s orders but I feel confused. Ain’t it a costume, it's the Alpha and Luna who greets other Alpha’s? ‘He’s mak
Elijah P.O.V. I don’t think I have ever met someone as unpleasant as Alpha Ferguson of the Green Forest pack. His aura screams bastard and bully, two things I cannot stand in an Alpha. I try really hard to be a strict yet far Alpha, someone my people can have trust in, but who they also respect. I have a feeling he has sinister plans with my mate, and that is one of the main reasons why I am keeping her at my side. That and the fact that I want her here with me, and she has to get used to these kinds of things as my Luna. She’ll be more involved than most Luna’s because I firmly believe in co-leading the pack with her. She is so strong, funny and caring. She’ll do many great things here. I am so far away in my own head and thoughts, I haven’t noticed the others have left the room. Not before a small hand grabs my large one, and the matebond sparks electricity all over my hand and arm. I look down, focusing on the beautiful green orbs of my wonderful woman. She’s looking at me with
Isabella P.O.V. I’m not quite sure where I am, but I know I no longer am in the Jewel Pack. Everything is misty around me as I look at my surroundings. Something tells me to go forward. Something or someone is waiting for me at the end of this trail or whatever it is. My thoughts swirl around Elijah. If I’m here, then where is he? Does he miss me? I try to think back at what happened before I woke up here, but I come up with nothing but blankness. I shake my head to clear it, but as the fog around me, the blankness won't budge. I move in what feels like forever. Many days, months or years could have passed for all I know before the fog eases. As it disappears into the air, the day is clear and I can see a sun shine in the sky side by side with the moon. They are both bright and give everything an ethereal glow. I look around again, and this time I’m in a wildflower meadow, a stream running near slowly, giving me a calmness I haven’t had in years. At the far end of the meadow there’s
Isabella P.O.V. I have no idea how long we sit together, but at some point someone knocks on the door, and when it opens, doctor Bethany smiles at me. “Hello Luna, good to see you awake. I do hope this is the last time you are here until I need to check for pups, though.” She says, as I blush a deep red. Elijah chuckles, and I know he’s just picturing me with a swollen belly, waddling around the packhouse. I swat him, and he leans in to kiss my forehead. “Alpha, I need to check Luna’s vitals and if she’s alright you can take her home - but only for bedrest the rest of today and tomorrow. Don't over exert yourself.” She points to me with her pen, and I nod innocently. “Also, I would like to take a blood sample, Luna. You survived the most deadly poison known to our species, something only a handful have done before you. I would like to see if there’s any indicators in your blood.” I nod again, handing her my arm. Elijah growls at the sight of the needle, but I shush him. He smiles
Elijah P.O.V. “Father, are you serious? She didn’t free them. Please tell me this is some sick joke or something. She wouldn’t put my mate in harm's way just because she disagrees.” Father’s eyes are sad when he looks at me. He seems more tired than ever. “Your mother is really worried about you, Eli. She only wants what’s best for you. Unfortunately she’s become rather narrow minded in her belief that Miss. Caroline is the only soothing match for you.” He turns his gaze to Isabella who has been standing here quietly observing our exchange. “I am very sorry, Isabella. I never wanted to put you in danger, but my mate seems to have her own mind about this issue.” Isabella gives him a small smile. “I’m okay. They are on the run and they can’t touch me here in the pack. As long as the former Luna also stays away from me, then everything is okay. I’m sorry if that sounds mean, I didn’t mean it that harshly.” Father nods. “I want her brought to a facility where she can’t hurt anyone. I’
Isabella P.O.V. I can’t believe we are here at this moment. I’ve been wanting this since I met Elijah on the staircase to the front door, but I’ve been too afraid of rejection to act on my desires - until now. I remember what Selene said in her world, and I know if I truly want to move past my fears, I need to trust Elijah enough to be his in every way possible. He was so sweet and tender in the bathroom, and the way he kept me with him when he broke my hymen. I think I’m falling even deeper in love with this man, though I didn’t think that was possible. He like a fucking greek god. His body is absolutely perfect, and the way he handles this situation with sweetness, tenderness and an animalistic intuition. Gawd he’s perfect! I move when the pain subsides for a feeling of almost being complete. Emerald is panting in bliss in my head. She’s been team Elijah from day one, and has been bugging me with mating and marking everyday since we met him, completely overlooking everything e