Auuuuu Isla is finally returning to GreyHill, and I know I’ve said this like a thousand times already but “She’s the f*cking Princess of the Reigns!” >>> if you don’t get it, forget about it. Lol
{Isla’s POV} “I still love you and would do anything to protect you.” Those were the words Ralph Tinter had left me with the last time we had met. And now the very same guy was seated comfortably beside me. But I wasn’t really panicking. He didn’t seem like he wanted to say much now. Maybe the nose bashing still hurts and he couldn’t talk much due to the pain? His expression was squeezed into a frown now. He looked offended. Should I apologize? I should apologize. The car was in a smooth rove now towards Kraken Pack so I cleared my throat and turned to him. “Uhm, Ralph.” He turned to look at me. “I’m sorry.” I said. He didn’t reply. Geez! Was the blow really that painful? I mean, I barely— “What are you sorry for?” I heard him ask and I veered my surprised gaze to him. Uh.. I punched your nose? Or did I also kick him in the process?! I motioned to ask but Ralph beat me to it. “What are you apologizing for? The punch? Or you ignoring me for days?” He quizzed and I nerv
{Isla’s POV} “Hello, Ivanka.” I smiled at the gawping she-wolf statue before. She hadn’t said a word for like a minute now. Well, I get bored easily, so I walked in. “Ivanka. Consider closing your mouth. I might have just walked into it instead of the door.” I said, sliding past her while Ralph trailed quietly behind me. “Home sweet home!” I said, spreading my arms apart as I welcomed the feeling. I didn’t want to seem or sound proud. I’m not like that. But I couldn’t help the feeling. I turned to face Ivanka while Ralph just took his seat on one of the leather couches. He looked interested in the drama as he now had a gentle smile on. Ivanka? Still gawping. But the size of the gape had reduced now. “Not going to offer me anything to drink?” I mouthed and she surprisingly panicked. She quickly scampered away while her uneasiness made me chortle. Ralph joined me too. “Is that the lassie that shit bag left you for?” He asked, still looking amused. “Yep. That’s Ivanka. The all
{Isla’s POV} The entrance door suddenly flew open and one of my guards was panting against the door frame. “My Princess, Rogues!” .. Rogues? It felt like my brain wasn’t in the mood to process words as I just stood there and stared. How did we switch from tantalizing drama to Rogue infestation? Everyone else had either taken their battle poses or ran towards safety… while I just stood and stared! “Isla! What are you doing?!” Ralph had gotten to me and was shaking me to my senses. “We have to leave!” He bawled and I finally claimed my concentration back. “How many are there? “Anybody hurt?” “Rogues in GreyHill?” Those were the questions I blurted out as I trailed behind Ralph as we made our way out of the Mansion. “I don’t know.” Ralph was yelling. There were cries and shouts from every corner of my vision. We had gotten out of the Mansion and blood and werewolves littered the land. “But from the look of it, they are more than a hundred!” “What! A hun—” There was a huge
{Isla’s POV} I blinked. I blinked once. I blinked twice, and I realized I was now in my room. I wasn’t dead! Right? I tried getting up but pain shot through me in vehement waves so I settled my attempt. “My Princess.” Some fingers clutched my hand gently. “You’re awake.” Andrea keened with happiness and relief. “Andrea.” I painfully muttered with a whizzing in my voice but then Andrea immediately bolted out of the room. Maybe my whizzing had scared her? I drove my gaze weakly around my room before there was a sudden racket that hauled my gaze toward the door. My mum, my Dad, Carlot, Ralph, and someone else I couldn’t immediately recognize was scampering into my room. “Isla.” My mother was the first to get to me. She collapsed her hugging self on me and I fought to restrain my groaning but then she noticed and released me immediately. My father sat gently at the opposite side while the remaining audience just stood, arching around me like I was performing a magic trick and t
{Isla’s POV} “So there was this many casualties?” I was in the Court Hall with my Dad, Carlot, and Ralph. We were going through the reports of the Rogue assault on GreyHill and the values were alarming. “Sadly, yes Princess. Precisely, we lost forty-three Palace guards to upheaval.” Carlot replied to me. “And a lot more GreyHill dwellers.” “But where did such a gang come from?” I quizzed on. “We’ve never had such a threatening Rogues number before.” “I don’t know.” It was my Dad talking, his deep tone lined with anger. “But something is definitely off somewhere.” He mouthed, his expression crushed into a frown. “Yes, Lord Alpha. I totally agree.” Ralph started with a slight bow. “I noticed something odd during the attack.” He said. “What do you mean?” Carlot asked, taking a seat. Carlot loved standing and only took to sitting when he needed to focus on something important or interesting. To him, Ralph’s exposition was both. “Well, firstly, apart from their threatening number, t
{Isla’s POV} Someone had caught me. I swiveled around and was greeted by deep ocean-blue eyes. Only one person I knew possessed such eyes. I immediately pushed myself away from his clinch, shooting him an irritated look which he reciprocated with a scowl. “The Court Hall is no place for Cartwheels, Princess.” He mouthed, continuing with his strides. Did he just call my artful flips and stunts Cartwheels? How dare he!? “Good day, Your Highness.” He greeted my Dad before I could retort. “Welcome, General.” My Dad responded. “Take a seat.” He gestured Cayden to one of the black leather chairs. Uh… what’s happening? I was still there standing and nobody bothered to spare me any attention as the men started distributing some file papers amongst themselves. Cayden was seated slightly close to Ralph who looked like he didn’t fancy the proximity as his arms stiffened up. I gulped at that. “And what is this all about?” I asked, finally calling some attention to myself. Only my Da
{Isla’s POV} The breeze was soft. The silence was gentle. Kayla’s room was serene. But I was tense! There was nothing soft, or peaceful, or bright about my day. For all I knew, it was the opposites. Hard, rough, and … whatever the opposite of serene is. And why was I this muddled? Well, it’s courtesy of General Cayden. He’s made me this way. His words had threatened me. He had reminded me of one of the best nights of my life— yet, the most dreadful night. The night when I had felt my wolf leap for the first time in response to its fated calling. The night when my only intent was to not stop searching until I was found by my other half. The night when I had abandoned everyone just for one person. That same night was in two days… On that night, I had paid a very huge price for love… and I’m not talking about rejecting my role as Princess or sacrificing my sovereignty… *FLASHBACK* [Two Years Ago On The Night Of The Mating Moon] I was scared. This was the feeling every werewo
{Isla’s POV} “How can you read my thoughts?” I asked, beyond shocked as I stopped some good inches away— inches that would give me the upper hand at escaping in case of any sudden surprises. “I read everybody’s thoughts.” She mouthed, her voice shaky. “But yours? Yours is something else.” She says, looking more monstrous. But I only drew closer. “He’s my mate and I—” “You don’t want to reject him. But at the same time, you can’t juggle love and your duties as the future Queen. You’re scared it will be your weakness.” She took the words right out of my mental conception. “Y- yes.” I said slowly in acceptance. “I know I’m supposed to be devoted to my monarchical service.” I can’t believe I’m sharing my issues with a random witch. “But at the same time, I can’t get myself to forgo the bliss of having a mate.” I said sadly. Dad wouldn’t be proud of the way I was talking. “He may be the king but don’t allow your Dad to rule your own choices too.” She read it off my brain cortex once
{Isla’s POV}I was robed in a very elegant dress, and the dress was beautiful this time because my belly wasn’t 30 centimeters big anymore. It was coming down to its normal size.It was the break of dawn, since I had spent the rest of last night giving birth, and the sunrise was beautiful. I stood now, watching it from my Chamber’s east window, and just then, I felt a hand trail around my waist before I took in the calling scent of my mate and father of my child.His scent and the scent of our Son were my two most familiar scents in the world. I’m still getting used to the latter since he only just arrived a few hours ago— but I’m getting used to it fast.“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I asked Cayden, staring at the overlying colors of red, orange, and blue clothing in the skies as the sun rose.“It sure is.” Cayden responded, his voice sweet and gentle. “But it can never match your beauty, my Queen.” He added and I blushed violet.“Well, I know someone who is more stunning than me and t
{Isla’s POV}I groaned and then I struggled to push my eyelids open. It was weighty but I overcame it and became conscious to a piercing sound ringing near my ears.… and then I realized it sounded like a baby. At once, my eyes stretched wide open and I threw my gaze in the direction of the sound to see Cayden sitting before me, carrying what I suspected in his arms.A Cub. Seeing it, I became aware of the pressure on my finger and I looked to see that the Cub was holding my finger. I promptly looked back at Cayden, wanting to get some sort of clarification from him.He smiled warmly at me and leaned in to kiss me deeply on my forehead. I closed my eyes as he did so.“I was never going to let you leave me.” He said with tears in his eyes as he pulled away and then he gently handed me the baby. “Meet our Son.”A wave of warmth swept over my body as I motioned to carry the baby. I felt very weak all around my body but grabbing hold of the baby seemed to revitalize me. And make me emo
{Cayden’s POV}The rhythmic sound of an infantile cry filled the room and the moment I rested my eyes on our Cub, I froze completely.It was pink, breathing and crying. It was real.The Midwives carried the Cub happily and came close to me. “My King, It’s a boy.” One of them announced as they attempted to hand him over to me but then I was unresponsive. It was hard to move a muscle and I could only just stare.The Midwives proceeded to talk to me but then their voices sounded muffled to my hearing and it felt like the world had faded behind me. It felt like it was now only I, the baby, and Isla that were in the room— the family I had created. And I stared between both of them and tears glossed up my eyes. I was scared.But then I was…I was happy. Very happy.I couldn’t believe that this moment was real.I had a son.I finally had a child… with the woman I loved. I finally started my own family. “Your Majesty!”“My King!” I kept hearing them call me with their seemingly muffled vo
{Isla’s POV}I felt my blood pressure rise and its volume pushing against my veins as the maids and Midwives surrounded me in their attempt to lead me to my Chambers.But then Cayden offered to carry me and he did but he immediately put me down as I let out another piercing cry. Carrying me made it worse.It felt like my groin was tearing apart.My water broke and tension swept into our midst. But I still preferred to walk.And so, planting my arms on the shoulders of a midwife on my left and Cayden on my right, I painfully started strolling. The entire Hall of Blissful Lovers was dead quiet now as they all stared in my direction and I knew that this occurrence had successfully put, on hold, every after-party or post-celebration that was to happen.I didn’t want that.My mum and the rest of my General family rushed from the crowd to meet me now, and when they got us, they visibly panicked seeing my pain-stricken face. My mum immediately ran to me. “Isla!” She voiced. “Are you—”I gn
{Isla’s POV}The Divine bliss.That unearthly feeling… It poured on the Reigns as the Full moon poked itself through the Reignile Skies into visibility. It was magnificent.It was powerful and I could just feel its empyrean effect throughout the stretch of my body. Wolves started howling as fated mates found one another. I immediately turned to Daniel and Andrea to find out that they hadn’t marked each other yet. They didn’t need to…They were mates— fated mates! Fate had divinely bound them together!The Moon goddess does pay attention. “They are fated to each other!” I screamed and jumped. My mum and Cayden looked at me smiling beautifully too.“Yes, they are.” Cayden said with an obvious elation in his voice.“Which is no surprise. The moon goddess knows the right souls to pair, and Daniel and Andrea look right for each other.” My mother contributed and stroked my back comfortingly.I couldn’t stop smiling and staring at them as they hugged each other now. It was beautiful and t
{Isla’s POV}As I had calculated, there was still time for Andrea to do everything she wanted on my skin and my claws. After having a bout of entertainment— going to the dungeons and killing that Butcher Cunt, sitting in that make-up chair for a few more hours wasn’t so bad. I didn’t feel that bored anymore, and in less time than I expected, Andrea was done.I was in my beautiful Royal maternity dress— which was most importantly comfortable while Andrea was in a purple silk dress— the same one I had worn years ago when I had started this journey of hatred to love and scoff to intimacy. She looked beautiful and I had almost worn my cheeks off smiling at her. We were ready to leave now. It was nighttime and an hour to when the full moon would reveal itself and the moment felt divinely peaceful. But then Cayden arrived and we both had to start acting. — Andrea was not very good at acting or lying so it became an issue when Cayden asked what the two of us had been doing all day asides g
{Isla’s POV}I forced my eyes open and blinked, and then I realized I was in the Royal Clinic.I immediately shot up to a sitting position to look at my belly. It was still huge and there was no blood anywhere. I sighed. “Hey hey.” A deep voice said and Cayden gripped me comfortingly. I turned to him with a look of relief. “It’s okay. You’re okay. You just got dizzy and fainted so we had to bring you here.” He said and he pulled me into his arms and hugged me. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there.” He apologized.“Mh-hmm.” I wrapped lazy arms around him and hugged him back and then he kissed me on the forehead afterwards. “Your Mum and Andrea…” He started to say but then the people in question stormed into the room just then. “Isla…” My mum rushed towards us and stole me away from Cayden’s clinch. “Are you okay?” She cupped my cheeks and ran her gaze around my body.“Yes, mum. I’m fine.” I said to her and she sighed.“We brought you food.” She said as she placed a plate of some vegetables and
{Isla’s POV}It was now two days to the Night of the Full Mating Moon and preparations were heavily ongoing. This would be one of the biggest celebrations for a full Mating moon night so we had to make a lot of preparations and provisions.During the Last Full Mating Moon, the Reigns was in turmoil and there was bloodshed due to the Lycans’ attack, and so the natural process of being mated had been disrupted, meaning fated mates couldn’t conveniently meet each other and establish their union. So this next Full Moon which was just a few days away now was more like a combined ceremony— a re-celebration for those that had been mated last time and a mating Ceremony for those who were about to be mated this time around.So it was going to be wildly amazing with a huge love-filled crowd, but the best part?My best friend was going to be part of that crowd.I’ve hugged Andrea like a thousand times before now. And it would have been up to a million if Shrilly wasn’t always coming to interrupt
{Isla’s POV}[Several months Later]Over the past few months, life has proved that having Cayden in my life as lover and King would make things better. The first time Cayden replaced me to go and hunt down the Rogue Lycans, we were only halfway into our feast when reports came back that Cayden had caught the Pilfers— yes, I had sent some guards to monitor the process.Not that I didn’t trust Cayden but it had been my first time completely letting go of my responsibilities for another person to handle. So I had been really worried and couldn’t help but pry. But as expected, Cayden had effortlessly trashed and captured the Rogue Lycans and he’s been doing so ever since. We had tried several times to squeeze more information from these captured Rogue Lycans regarding where their other gang settlements were but it had been in vain. They preferred to be tortured and wounded rather than talk, so we had to carry on with our blind hunt for the rest. But then, the amazing part was that I di