{Isla’s POV}Yep! I hugged the careless-maid-who-had-almost-killed-herself-with-a-Wardrobe-that-weighed-up-to-two-braford-bulls.As much as she was clumsy enough to take her own life, she was my favorite maid… and my best friend!“Andrea. You’re still so clumsy.” I squeezed her further into my embrace before I loosened it up to look at her.“My Princess.” Was all she could mutter. There was tears in her eyes.“I’ve missed you too,” I said, smiling. Andrea was ‘mon meilleur ami’, as the French usually call it. She has been with me since I clocked thirteen, as she began Palace service in order to be able to pay off her deceased father’s debts. Her father had stolen from mine and had ended his life, so my dad, being the merciless king he was then, had obligated Andrea to settle the debts with menial service.For this reason, I had taken pity on her and had made her my personal maid but treated her like a sister instead. I treat all my maids like sisters but Andrea is just special, even
{Isla’s POV}Cayden was still staring, but I was not looking at his axis anymore.Why?Because I was too busy relishing the feeling that came with this moment. The satisfaction.I knew the rest of his cruel bunch would soon notice me and it made the feeling even more delightful.I gave it time, I relished the moment, and when I felt it was due, I turned my gaze back to them.They were all staring now, all four of them bathing me with shocked and staggered gazes.I didn’t mind, however. I understood they were puzzled— mystified by what sights were entertaining. You could just tell from the way they stood as bricks in the vibrant crowd.I smiled again and took my time to soak in these new expressions dancing off their faces. I needed to get used to seeing them this way, ‘cause whether they fancied it or not, this was how they would always appear before me. Scared!My dad rose up to his feet to give his opening speech and to lay the grounds of the event— my reinstatement, and I straight
{Isla’s POV} So there might have been a time when I was madly in love with this one guy— Ralph Tinter. We had fallen in love during Combat Schooling and had started dating. Ralph had been the sweetest guy ever and I had been the happiest girl ever. Our love had been so dreamy and I had thought our bond was unbreakable… until I met Cayden that is. Ralph was romantic but Cayden wasn’t even trying. Cayden had effortlessly claimed my heart within mere days of us running into each other. Apart from the fact that Cayden was my mate, Cayden had charm! ... else I would have immediately rejected his Jerky ass and stayed with Ralph. But I didn’t, and I broke Ralph’s heart instead. A classical case of ‘Had I known’, am I right? But all that was behind me now, both men, I mean. But it didn’t mean I and Ralph were enemies. In fact, I hope to be his friend. It was the only reason why I had greeted his mother yesterday. Today; The sun was shining extra hot today, and I was in a bubbly mood
{Isla’s POV}“Shrill-voice?” My confusion switched to excitement as I stared at one of the men who had kidnapped me. “Princess.” He smiled and groaned at the same time and I was forced to realize that I was still kneeling on him with my claws still arrowed at him.“Oh my god. I’m so so sorry.” I mouthed, throwing myself to my feet while Cora dissolved back into my subconsciousness. “Are you okay?” I gave him a hand and helped him up.“I don’t think anyone would be okay after being attacked by you.” He muttered in his shrill voice and I giggled.“I’m really sorry, ShrilI-voice,” I started in between my giggles. “I thought you were a—“ I suddenly remembered they had been two Spies— Werewolves sorry.“My goodness. It was two of you right?” I mouthed, driving my gaze around to verify my claim. “Yeah, Kunuki.” Shrill-voice reminded me as we searched the area. Hopefully, Kunuki was still alive.“I’m over here.” We heard a hoarse voice and swerved as gazes like two Peregrine birds on a S
{Cayden’s POV} The Mansion was quiet. The wind was still. Everyone was silent. I was dazed. I had walked into that Revel Hall feeling proud and confident. I had prepared myself to see the Lord Alpha. But I had seen his daughter. I had seen the Reignile Princess. I had seen Isla. The daughter of the Lord Alpha is my mate— was my mate. How could I have been so blind? So… so stupid! Royalty had been with me, under the same roof as me and I had treated it like insignificance. No! This isn’t real. That couldn’t have been Isla standing out there, looking so colorful and graceful. It couldn’t have been! It had to be her twin or a clone. Yes, Isla must have a flawless double of her who happens to be the Lord Alpha’s daughter. But then again I knew it had been Isla out there. Those fiery Hazel eyes and that perfect smile couldn’t be mistaken. They don’t lie. Isla, the Alpha Princess of the Reigns? I had nipped myself a million times, drowned my head in water a thousand times,
{Cayden’s POV} “Don’t you dare use the word silly with me!” I bawled, my muscles stretching as I glared at Ivanka. “But, baby.” Her once rigid voice immediately melted into a placid one. “You’ll be leaving me behind if you accept this Promotion. I can’t live without you.” “And, I’m out!” Daniel shot to his feet, grabbed the grape juice he had brought but hadn’t drunk, and beelined for the door. He was out. It was only Ivanka and I now and I grew irritated wondering why she was suddenly acting this way. “But we both wanted this, Ivanka.” I reminded her even though I knew she didn’t need a reminder. I mean, we’ve fucking discussed this like a hundred times. “Our Packs’ alliances made this happen!” I continued. “As a War General, I would have the elemental power to take our Pack to revolution’s peak. GreyHill will be unstoppable!” “I know, I know, my love.” She tied her fingers around mine and shot me a blue face as she settled beside me on the king-size bed. “So what’s the issu
{Isla’s POV} Hey, so you know how sometimes we hope for something, and when it finally happens, we’re still shocked by the outcome? I don’t know if I’m making sense, but I’ll be direct to the point. Ralph Tinter. My pretty ex-boyfriend whom I had hurt and whom I had hoped to still be his friend and not his enemy. Well, he’s nice to me. Like super nice! Not like I expect him to treat me like the freaking devil or anything, but I had fucking broken his heart and ran away with another man! And normally, when this sort of thing happens, the affected person gives you at least an attitude, right? But Ralph hasn’t been giving me any. He just acts like nothing ever happened even when we both know he was hurt and might still be. He deserved an apology or an explanation at least, but he still hadn’t asked for any. I had tried to initiate a conversation a couple of times but he waved it off and we ended up having fun. That bothers me. It bothers me for two reasons. One, he might be hur
{Isla’s POV} Today I didn’t go to the Arena for Combat Schooling. I had Princess duties to handle. Dad had just returned from his Scouting and he wanted me to join him in mapping out a Tactics plan. There had been a breach in the West Coast Borders of the Reigns so he wanted to teach me Tactics schemes. So I was preparing to go and meet him in his Work Office. I also planned on stopping by the Clinic to check on Kunuki and Shrill-voice. Hopefully, during the Tactics mapping, I would be able to convince my Dad to let them stay. Okay, that’s the news for today. Oh, and Cayden is around… Brick wall, remember? But I had handled that situation properly even though Andrea had preferred to gape instead of continuing onwards with me. Yes. I had snubbed Cayden like he wasn’t even there and had continued on my way. He was just a War General after all. One of my subjects. I wasn’t going to give him special treatment. He was nothing! Yes, we had been mates, but that was one desperat