Isadora's POVI awoke in a sterile room, the harsh scent of antiseptic assaulting my senses. For a moment, confusion clouded my mind. Where was I? Why did everything feel so hazy? Panic began to well up within me, and I tried to sit up, only to be met with searing pain radiating from my side."Easy, Isadora, easy," a soothing voice said, and I turned my head to see the pack doctor at my side. "You're in the hospital. You've had surgery."Surgery? The word echoed in my mind, but I couldn't grasp its meaning. All I could feel was the crushing weight of sadness that enveloped me, a sense of loss that seemed to suffocate my very soul."What happened?" I croaked, my voice barely audible.The doctor's expression turned somber, and he hesitated before speaking. "You were in a car accident, Isadora. It was... it was quite serious. You've been through a lot."A car accident? The memories slowly began to trickle back, like shards of glass piecing together a fractured mirror. I remembered the re
Isadora's povAs Matamoros and I arrived at the hospital, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on my shoulders. My body ached, my legs felt like jelly, and every step was a struggle, but despite my own pains, I had to be there for Eamon.The hospital felt like a whirlwind of chaos. Doctors and nurses rushed past us, their faces etched with worry and confusion. I clung to Matamoros for support as we navigated the maze of corridors, my heart pounding in my chest.And then, I saw Lisa. She stood at the entrance of Eamon's ward, her face a mask of concern. Our eyes met, and for a moment, neither of us spoke. There was an unspoken understanding between us, a shared grief that transcended our differences."Isadora," Lisa said softly, her voice tinged with sadness. "I'm glad you're here."I nodded, unable to find the words. Together, we walked to Eamon's ward, and the tension in the air was palpable. The room was filled with the hum of machines, their monotonous beeping a stark remin
Isadora povMy footsteps echoed softly in the empty corridor as I approached Eamon's ward. It had been a few days since I was admitted to the pack hospital, and my strength had returned faster than I'd expected. The doctors had been pleased with my progress, but my thoughts had never strayed far from Eamon's side.As I entered the room, a wave of emotions washed over me. Eamon lay there, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The machines surrounding him hummed with life, beeping and monitoring every aspect of his condition. I couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness, seeing him like this.I walked to his bedside, the tension in the room palpable. The atmosphere was heavy with the weight of uncertainty, and I wasn't sure how to process all that had transpired between us. Despite everything, he was still my mate, the Alpha of our pack, and I couldn't deny the complex mix of emotions that swirled within me.I leaned down and whispered a prayer for his re
Isadora's POVThe warm water from the shower had washed away the physical aches, but the emotional wounds were still raw. I was lost in thought, contemplating the state of our pack, when my phone rang, shattering the fragile peace I had found for a brief moment.I grabbed a towel and rushed to answer it, water droplets still glistening on my skin. The pack doctor's voice was urgent, and my heart skipped a beat as I listened to his words."Luna Isadora," he said, "Alpha Eamon has awakened from the coma. He's stable now, but he needs to be picked up from the hospital."The news hit me like a tidal wave, a mixture of relief and resentment flooding my senses. I had expected to feel joy at his recovery, but the memories of his betrayal and our shattered bond still haunted me."Why should I be the one to pick him up?" I snapped, my voice tinged with bitterness. "He's a grown Alpha and not a kid. Besides, he's not my responsibility."The pack doctor's tone softened as he replied, "I understa
ISADORA'S POVAs Eamon and I entered the pack house, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The pack members were not expecting his return, and their surprised expressions were evident as they caught sight of him. Eamon, on the other hand, wore a wide, cheerful smile, completely oblivious to the turmoil he had caused.Before anyone could react or the pack members could swarm him with questions, I stepped forward, my expression stern. "Eamon," I whispered, my voice low but firm, "don't say a word. I'll handle everything. It's best if the pack doesn't find out about your memory loss just yet."Eamon nodded, his smile faltering slightly.But the pack members were not content to let us pass in peace. Their voices rose in a cacophony of excitement and curiosity. They surrounded Eamon, their eager faces filled with questions and relief at his return.I couldn't let this reunion continue unchecked. There was work to be done. I interrupted the gathering, my tone authoritative. "That's en
Isadora's POVMatamoros entered my chamber with a solemn expression that quickly gave way to a knowing smile as he spoke, "Luna Isadora, everything has been arranged. The private session with Mia is successfully booked for tonight, I have a trusted pack warrior in charge of that."A surge of anticipation coursed through me, my heart beating just a little faster. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the opportunity to avenge the loss of my baby.I couldn't help but smile back at Matamoros. "Excellent, Matamoros. You've done well. Club Light, here we come."Later that night, the air thick with anticipation and excitement as we approached the club, we split up to avoid any suspicion or recognition. The club was pulsating with life, the thumping bass reverberating through the air. It was the perfect cover for our operation, a place where secrets were easily buried in the sea of dancing bodies and flashing lights.I stood by the bar, dressed in black to blend into the shadows, a dri
Isadora's POV"Fine, Isadora, if that's what you desire," he said, his voice heavy with defeat. "I, Eamon West, Alpha of the Firewolf pack, accept your rejection."Eamon's words hung heavily in the air, and as he accepted my rejection, it felt like the final crack in a bond that had once been unbreakable. He fell to his knees, screaming in pain as he held his chest, and a wave of conflicting emotions washed over me.I took a step closer, my heart aching. I never believed he'd actually accept. Despite the hurt and anger that had festered between us, seeing him like this was almost too much to bear. I approached him, my heart heavy. I could hear the triumphant laughter of Mia behind me, but I refused to turn around to acknowledge her. I wrapped my arms around Eamon in one final, tight hug."Thank you, Eamon," I whispered through my tears. It was a simple expression, but it held all the gratitude and sorrow that I felt in that moment for the love that had burned so brightly between us be
Isadora's Pov"Mate?" I repeated, my voice barely a whisper, as if saying the word aloud would make it more real.As I stood there, locked in the stranger's mesmerizing gaze, the world around us seemed to blur. There was something undeniably powerful in the connection we shared, something that defied explanation. My heart raced, and I felt a strange mix of excitement. I felt like I was staring into an unknown world, a world where the inexplicable was possible. There was an electric charge in the air, a connection that felt undeniable. I almost forgot where I was and why I was here.But just as I was beginning to find my voice, my stepfather, Alpha Philip, appeared, his eyes dancing with excitement."I see you two have already met," Alpha Philip said, introducing me. "Isadora, meet Leonidas, Lycan King of the North."he introduced with an exuberant smile. "And Leonidas, this is Isadora my daughter, Luna of the Firewolf pack."Leonidas, whose eyes had been locked onto mine, lost in my g