ISADORA POV
Making my escape from the pack, running through the night, the darkness of the untamed wilderness cloaked me as I sought refuge in my stepfather's pack. I needed a safe place to rest, a place where I could gather my strength and protect my child from the dangers that lurked around us.Arriving at the borders of my stepfather's pack, exhaustion threatened to consume me, but I pushed myself forward, driven by the love for my child and the desperate need for solace. The scent of familiarity greeted me as I stepped into the territory, and I made my way towards the main den, praying that my stepfather would grant me refuge. Eamon would be mad at him if he found out he allowed me to hide here for some time. I can only keep my fingers crossed right now.Knocking on the door, my stepfather, Alpha Philip, stepped out. His expression was a mix of surprise and concern. "Isadora, my dear, what brings you here in the dead of night?" he asked, his eyes searching behind me, clarifying whether I came alone."I had to leave," I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. "I needed to find a safe place for my child and myself."His brows furrowed, suspicion flickering in his eyes. "But your home with Eamon should be safe enough, shouldn't it?" he asked, his voice laced with doubt.I hesitated for a moment, knowing that I couldn't reveal the truth, not to him or anyone else. "It's complicated," I replied, trying to sound convincing. "I needed some rest, and I thought coming here would be best."My stepfather narrowed his gaze, his intuition sharpened by years of navigating the intricate politics of various packs. "Isadora, you're not telling me everything," he said, his tone firm. "If all you needed was rest, then your castle with Eamon would be an even more comfortable place to find it."Swallowing hard, feeling the weight of his scrutiny. "I just needed to get away for a while," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "Please don't inform Eamon that I'm here."He studied me for a moment, his eyes searching mine for the truth. "Isadora, you can't keep running from your problems," he said, his voice gentle yet insistent. "If something is wrong, you need to face it and fix it, not hide from it."Tears welled up in my eyes, and I turned away, unable to meet his gaze. "I can't do that without strength; that's why I'm here to recover," I admitted, my voice choked with emotion.My stepfather stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I may not always agree with your choices, Isadora, but you are my daughter, and I will always protect you," he said, his voice filled with a mix of tenderness and concern.The weight of his words and the memories of the love he once showed me overwhelmed me, and I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I just need some time to figure things out and protect my child."He nodded, his expression softening with understanding. "While you're pregnant and caring for Eamon's heir, you can stay here as long as you need," he said, his voice unwavering. "But remember, running away won't solve anything. You have to face your fears and confront the truth, whatever it is, because I know certainly for a fact that you're not telling me everything. Besides, the toad doesn't run in the daytime for nothing; it's either something is chasing it or something is chasing it. Clearly, Isadora, something is chasing you. That's the only reason you'll be knocking at my door this late in the night with your pregnancy, but it's fine if you don't want to tell me; I respect your decision."I nodded my head in response, too weak to say anything else.My relationship with my stepfather remained complex, a mixture of past affection and the strain of our conflicting motivations.The next morning, the sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue over the pack's territory. I stood at a distance by the alpha's den balcony as I watched the pack members go about their daily routines. A mixture of emotions swirled within me: relief at finding a safe haven, but also uncertainty and fear of the consequences that might follow.In the midst of the tense atmosphere, as I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I overheard the hushed conversation between my stepfather and someone on the phone from the window. My heart skipped a beat as I heard Eamon's name. What was my stepfather doing? Had he snitched on me, betraying my trust?"I thought you should know," my stepfather's voice echoed, filled with a mix of concern and tension. "Isadora came to seek refuge here last night, claiming she needed some rest. She said she didn't want you to know; I found that strange."The sound of Eamon's voice came through the phone, and my heart raced with trepidation. "What? Why would she do that?" Eamon's voice was laced with surprise and confusion."I'm not entirely sure," my stepfather replied, his tone careful. "But I have a feeling that something is troubling her deeply. She seemed broken and lost when she arrived."Eamon's anger was palpable over the phone. "Did she say anything about why she left? Did she mention me at all?"My stepfather hesitated for a moment before replying, "She didn't say much, but she seemed hurt. It's possible that something happened between you two. You need to talk to her, Eamon. She needs you."Before my stepfather could say anything else, Eamon abruptly ended the call. I could feel the tension in the air, and my heart pounded in my chest. He was coming for me, and I wasn't ready to face him, not after the pain he had inflicted upon me.Fear and uncertainty gripped me as I realised I had to leave to escape before Eamon and his men arrived. Without a moment's hesitation, I made up my mind. I couldn't confront him, not now. I needed more time to heal, to gather my strength, and to protect my child from the storm of emotions that surrounded us.With tears streaming down my cheeks, I slipped away from the den. I couldn't risk going back into the living room to grab my stuff, my heart heavy with the weight of my decision, but I couldn't bear to see Eamon.My breath came in ragged gasps as I ran, my heart pounding in my chest and tears streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't face Eamon, not when the wounds of his heartless betrayal were still fresh. The pain of his callous words weighed heavily on my soul, and I knew that I needed time and space to heal before I could even consider confronting him.I ran as fast as my feet could carry me, heading in the opposite direction from both my stepfather's pack and Eamon's. The stress of running for so long, coupled with the weight of my pregnancy, began to take its toll on my body. Even though I used my werewolf abilities, my vision blurred, and my legs felt like lead. The darkness of the wilderness seemed to close in around me, and with one final step, my strength gave out.I collapsed to the ground, my body crumpling in a heap of exhaustion and despair. The tears continued to flow as I lay there, overwhelmed by the weight of my emotions.As the minutes ticked by, my consciousness wavered, and the darkness threatened to consume me. The world around me became a blur, and I could feel myself slipping away.EAMON POVI arrived at Alpha Philip's territory with a sense of urgency gnawing at my gut. The convoy of cars came to a halt, and I wasted no time stepping out, my heart pounding in my chest. I needed answers, and I needed them now.What had caused her to run away? Why was she avoiding me?I stormed into the main den, my eyes searching for Alpha Philip. "Where is she?" I demanded, my voice a low growl. "Where's Isadora?"Alpha Philip looked genuinely puzzled. "She was here," he replied, his tone tinged with concern. "It's like she disappeared. I've asked my men to look, but we can't find her anywhere."My fists clenched at my sides as I struggled to contain my anger. "Don't tell me bullshit," I roared, my voice echoing through the air. "She's pregnant with my child. She shouldn't be wandering around on her own, with my heir in her womb."Alpha Philip's eyes flickered with a hint of amusement, and it only fueled my frustration further. "I tried to talk to her, but she said she needed ti
ISADORA POVSlowly opening my eyes to a sight of unfamiliar surroundings, my eyes spinning, slowly regained focus. I was lying on a soft bed in what seemed to be a cozy cabin. Confusion and disorientation clouded my mind as I tried to piece together how in hell I had ended up here."Where am I?" I mumbled, my voice weak from exhaustion, as I struggled to get into a sitting position.A young woman with wild, chestnut hair and sharp, curious eyes walked in front of me. She had a kind face, but there was a hint of mystery and resilience about her. "You're safe," she said, offering me a reassuring smile. "I found you unconscious in the woods, and I brought you here to rest properly.""Who are you?" I asked, my memory slowly returning. "And how did you find me?""My name is Lisa," she answered, sitting down beside the bed. "I live alone in the woods, and I happened to come across you while I hunted for meat. When I saw you were pregnant and unconscious, I couldn't leave you there. It looked
EAMON'S POVMy heart raced as I continued my desperate search for Isadora, her scent lingering in the air, leading me deeper into the forest. I couldn't bear the thought of losing her, not when she held the key to my throne. The prospect of finally finding her filled me with both excitement and anxiety."She can't be far," I muttered to myself, my breath visible in the cold night air. "I can feel her presence."The chase had taken an unexpected turn, and I knew that time was of the essence. With every step, the connection between Isadora and me grew stronger.As I followed the trail, I came across a man who seemed to be in a hurry. His eyes darted nervously as he spotted me. He had a look of triumph in his eyes, as if he held the key to my salvation, and before I could say a word, he blurted out, "You're Eamon, the soon-to-be Alpha King, right?" He said it with a smirk.I nodded, trying to contain my impatience. "Is there a problem?"The stranger's smile widened, and he crossed his arm
ISADORA POVAs we finally reached the outskirts of Aleoria, the neighboring town, our bodies were weary from the long run. Lisa and I knew we needed a moment of respite. We slowed our pace, our breaths still heavy, and took in the sight of the town with a mixture of relief and caution."Let's find a place to rest for a while," Lisa suggested, her voice slightly breathless. "We can't keep running like this; besides, your condition demands it."I nodded in agreement, my heart grateful for the chance to catch our breath. As we walked into the town, the curious gaze of its inhabitants fell upon us. I could feel their eyes studying us, assessing the strangers who had ventured into their midst. We walked through the streets, searching for a place where we could find rest and refuge—a quiet corner where we could sit down and gather our thoughts.As we settled in a small inn, I turned to Lisa, curiosity tugging at my thoughts. "Lisa, can I ask you something? How did you end up living as a rogu
EAMON POVThe council meeting was in full swing, discussions echoing off the chamber walls as my pack members shared updates and strategies on retrieving Isadora. I sat at the head of the table, my mind divided between the matters at hand and the ever-present ache in my heart for Isadora. The search for her had consumed my thoughts, driving my decisions and fueling my determination."Alpha Eamon," Victor's voice cut through the chatter, bringing my attention back to the meeting. His expression was grave, and his eyes locked onto mine with a seriousness that made my pulse quicken.I leaned forward, the tension in the room obvious. "What is it, Victor?"He cleared his throat, his gaze unwavering. "We've received reliable information about Isadora's whereabouts, but I'm afraid I don't have good news."My heart skipped a beat, a rush of adrenaline surging through me. "Where is she? Is she okay?"Victor's words hit me like a punch to the gut. "She's in the custody of Alpha Jack, leader of t
ISADORA POVThe dungeon's cold and damp atmosphere wrapped around us like a suffocating embrace as Alpha Jack's men led Lisa and me down a set of stone steps. The torchlight flickered on the rough-hewn walls, casting eerie shadows that danced around us."Welcome to your temporary abode!" one of the men sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.I exchanged a glance with Lisa, a mixture of frustration and unease bubbling within me. "Temporary or not, we don't belong here," I retorted, my voice laced with defiance.Another man chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, the Luna of Aeloria speaks," he taunted. "How poetic. Pity the Alpha's mate isn't here to witness your grand entrance."Lisa's grip on my arm tightened, her fingers digging into my skin. I could sense her frustration and anger, mirroring my own. We were captives in a game we never signed up for, and the jeers of Alpha Jack's men only fueled our determination to escape this predicament."We won't be here for long
EAMON'S POVI paced back and forth in the dimly lit study, holding a glass of whisky in my palm. My heart hammered against my chest, anxiety clawing at my thoughts. The rescue operation had taken longer than expected, and every second that passed without news about Isadora's safety only intensified my worry.Victor sat in a chair nearby, pouring himself a drink, the bottle on the table, his typically stern expression etched with concern. The tension in the room was palpable, and the minutes felt like an eternity."Where are they?" I muttered, my voice edged with frustration. "They should have returned by now."Victor, unhappy about not leading the rescue, spoke up. "Eamon, we have to trust Luka and the others. They're doing everything they can to bring Isadora back safely."I ran a hand through my hair, the worry etched across my features. "I know, Victor, but I can't help but feel this overwhelming sense of dread. Isadora's life is in danger, and I should be out there with them."Befo
Eamon's PovThe day of Luka's funeral arrived, a somber and overcast sky matching the heavy hearts of the pack. We had gathered in the pack's ceremonial grounds, where a makeshift altar had been set up, adorned with flowers and candles. Isadora watched from the window of her chamber, her friend Lisa standing beside her, their eyes filled with sadness and guilt. She hadn't said much since her return, she was always locked in and her friend Lisa did the running around for her, I could see that Luka's sacrifice weighed heavily on her, or maybe it was more, coupled up with our relationship issues and baby on the way .As Alpha, it was my duty to honor those who had fallen in the line of duty. Luka had given his life to protect Isadora, and he deserved a hero's farewell, it's the least I could do, people misunderstand me most times including Isadora but I'm just only trying to put my pack first . The pack warriors stood in formation all dressed up in the fire wolf pack uniform , their head
Isadora POVIn the months that followed, I enjoyed more peace in my life than I've ever experienced since the day I was born, I know it sounds like a something out of a fairytale but it's the absolute truth, and it was all thanks to Golem's companionship. Life was so much easier around him; he was everything plus even more, more than I could ever ask for and I was head over heels and thankful to the moon goddess.As for Eamon, I never saw or heard from him since that day. It was as if he a whirlwind blew and wiped him off the surface of the earth. He left everything behind—his gold, his Alpha position in the Fire Wolf pack, and the seat belonging to the King of the West was left vacant, he totally abandoned everything.I guess when he said he was changed, he really was telling the truth. But was he truly a changed person? That was one thing I'd never know for certain. With Eamon, you couldn't be so sure, one thing was certain he was lost and trying to find himself just like me.As the
Isadora POVAs Golem was swept up by the revelry, I couldn't shake the feeling of isolation and sadness as I dragged my feet up the stairs to my room, I gazed at the bed, longing for solace.But before I could even take a step toward it, strong arms enveloped me from behind, a hand covering my mouth to stifle any screams. Panic surged through me as a voice whispered urgently in my ear, "Don't scream, Isadora, please."My heart pounded against my chest, fear gripping me as I struggled against the grip. Who was behind me, and what did they want?The voice repeated again, and this time, it sent a jolt of surprise down my spine by its familiarity. The scent, the tone—it couldn't be anyone else.The grip loosened, and I slowly turned around to set eyes on Eamon. Panic surged through me as I struggled against his hold, attempting to scream, but he covered my mouth just in time, pleading with desperation in his eyes."Isadora, come on now," he urged, "we are both adults here, and we both kno
Isadoras POVAfter a little while, a doctor walked in with an image in hand and announced, "The Queen is pregnant with twins."A mix of emotions flooded through me as the doctor's words echoed in the room. Twins? It was beyond anything I could have anticipated. Golem's eyes widened, reflecting a blend of astonishment and joy. He gently squeezed my hand, and a smile broke across his face."Twins, you mean not just one pup but two?" he murmured, almost in disbelief, and then turned to the doctor, "Are they healthy?"The doctor nodded, "Yes, both appear healthy and developing well your highness.""We're going to be parents of twins," Golem exclaimed, his voice filled with awe and happiness.I looked up at him, feeling a surge of love and gratitude. "Yes, we are," I replied, my heart swelling with anticipation for the journey ahead.Golem embraced me, declared at the top of his voice the echoes of his excitement, shaking the Foundation of the hospital ." This calls for celebration".As w
Isadora POVJust as I opened my eyes, they landed on a familiar set of eyes, ones that caused me so much pain in the past, and I had prayed never to set eyes upon again.I pulled out of the embrace with Lisa, and the smile immediately disappeared from my lips. "What are you doing here? I don't remember sending you an invitation," I demanded."Isadora, please forgive me. Give me another chance to make things right with you. I've learned my lesson, and I learned it the hard way," he responded, going on his knees.I glared at him, a mix of anger and disbelief welling up inside me. "Another chance? You don't get to waltz back into my life and ask for another chance, Eamon. You hurt me more than you can imagine," I retorted, my voice firm.Lisa looked between us, visibly uncomfortable, sensing the tension in the air. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "You had your chance, Eamon. It's too late now, I've moved on and you should too" I declared, turning away from him, my focus b
Isadora povWith that, the elder declared, "I now pronounce you king and queen of the South." The crowd erupted into a heavy wave of cheers and celebration.The chief guard and Rodrigo stepped forward, both holding golden crowns customized with the finest blend of gemstones that glittered even in the dark.The elder received the crowns one after the other and placed them on our heads, and then he took my palm and pulled out the ring the Queen, put in my finger the day she crowned me as first lady of the South, With that, he proceeded to insert new set of rings all belonging to the late Queen Golem's mother into my finger, with that he declared, "May your reigns be long, and may the peace between the dragons and the South extend for all eternity."Just as I was about to respond, I felt uncomfortable. As I tried to control myself, I suddenly spat out an unexpected vomited, to my suprise and the surprise of everyone else, who stood still like something outwardly just happened.One of th
Isadora POVAs I entered the main chamber excorted by Lisa and Rodrigo who followed closely behind, I was greeted by a completely different sight, not what I had originally expected to see. The chamber was occupied by a bunch of old women putting on a strange looking similar outfit.I was taken aback by the sight, but just before I could ask what was going on, one of the old ladies approached me and spook in a language I couldn't understand, but she made hand gestures, that felt like she wanted me to take off my clothes.I gasped in shock, wondering why and who they were, turning sideways to exchange a look with the chief guard who now let go of my hand, bowed his head smiling mischievously and exited the room alongside Rodrigo, leaving Lisa and me all alone with the old women, a confusing expression perfectly positioned on my face as I exchanged a glance with Lisa.Apparently, this was customary in the South, reading from the handwritings. I hesitated but understood the significance,
Isadora POVHis sudden change of heart caught me off guard, and for a moment, I stood there, wrapped in his strong embrace, absorbing his words."What?" I stammered, still not entirely comprehending his abrupt shift. "Golem, are you serious?"He held me tighter, looking into my eyes with a sincerity that I hadn't seen before. "Isadora, I'm done running. I want to build a life with you, here in the South. I want a family, and I want it all with you."A mix of emotions flooded through me—relief, joy, and a lingering trace of disbelief. I never expected him to make such a commitment, especially considering his past reluctance. Yet, here he was, declaring his intentions with a conviction that echoed in his voice."But what about your responsibilities as the king of dragons?" I questioned, needing reassurance that this decision wasn't made in haste.Golem brushed a strand of hair from my face, his eyes softening. "I can figure something out. We'll find a way to balance it all. The importan
Golem povHer request for a promise caught me off guard, and I found myself searching for the right words."I don't understand you, Isadora," I began, my voice carrying a hint of confusion. "Where is this coming from? What have I ever done to give you such an impression?"She held her ground, her gaze unwavering. "I love you, Golem, but how can I trust that you won't run away from me? If you can run away from your mother, then who am I?"Hearing her say those words, I was taken aback by a whirlwind of surprise as I took a few steps backward, stunned by her response. The weight of her doubt hit me like a tidal wave, and for a moment, I felt lost in a sea of confusion."You just broke my heart, Isadora," I confessed, my voice carrying a mixture of sadness and vulnerability. With that said, I walked towards the wardrobe, Hearing her say those words, I was taken aback by a whirlwind of surprise. Stunned by her response, I took a few steps backward, struggling to find the right words. "Yo
Isadora POVThe next morning, I woke up in bed, tired and completely drained of strength. The worst part was that I couldn't remember a single thing, and my whole body felt sore.Still dizzy, I rolled around in bed, trying to stretch my body. When I rolled into what felt like a rock, the sleep immediately disappeared from my eyes as I yelled out, "Golem, what are you doing in my bed!"He gave me a puzzled look, a grin playing on his lips as he replied, "Really, Isadora? Really? You actually want me to believe you don't remember a thing that happened between us last night?" A doubtful expression on his face.I shook my head in response, saying, "No, I don't. What happened between us?" I asked as I grabbed the blankets to cover up my naked body.Golem chuckled, leaning in closer with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, my forgetful queen, let's just say we explored some new realms of passion and love last night."I blushed, a mix of embarrassment and curiosity in my expression. "You