Isadora's POVAs the advisor raised the blade, proclaiming my death sentence, the crowd held its breath in anticipation. Stunned and resigned, I faced the impending strike, unsure whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of my fate.In the critical moment, a commanding voice pierced through the tension. "You shall do no such thing."All eyes turned to the source of the voice, revealing the unexpected presence of the queen herself, standing tall alongside the chief guard, who sported a smirk on his face.The advisor, taken by surprise and completely thrown off balance by the queen's intervention, dropped the blade in shock.The queen stepped closer, her expression stern as she barked at him, "I only gave you power for a few days, and you're about to murder everyone."Stammering, the advisor tried to defend himself, "But, my queen, she's a witch. She tried to kill you."The queen retorted sharply, "Do I look dead to you?"The advisor, visibly flustered, stammered in reply, "No, majesty.
Isadora's POVMatamoros, overwhelmed with joy, couldn't contain himself any longer. His hands reached out for a congratulatory hug, but two guards instantly intercepted him. I gestured for the guards to stand down, and Matamoros pulled me into a tight embrace.Meanwhile, Lisa was led forward by a guard, supported by the arm. The Queen, impressed by the loyalty and companionship displayed, turned to me and extended an invitation."Isadora, join me at the palace for a brief dinner to celebrate your coronation."With a nod, I moved alongside the Queen. Matamoros and Lisa followed closely behind us, accompanied by the chief guard and others, as we headed towards the palace.Entering the dining room with the Queen, Matamoros and I exchanged glances, sharing smiles that spoke volumes.The Queen, keenly observant, casually inquired, "Is he your mate? You seem quite fond of each other."Caught off guard, I nearly choked on a spoonful of food. After composing myself, I replied, "Not really."P
Matamoros's POV"I'm breaking the Alpha bond," I admitted, "the one I share with Eamon. I need to do this for us, for our future."Concern etched across her face, Isadora implored, "Matamoros, it's too risky. You can't go alone. Remember how Eamon almost killed you? We have power now. I can arrange a few men to go with you.""No, Isadora," I refused, my tone resolute. "This is a journey I must take alone."As Isadora was about to argue further, I swiftly grabbed her by the cheeks, pulling her into another passionate kiss. After a moment, I broke away, telling her, "I love you," once more. With that, I grabbed my backpack and walked out of the cabin.Just as I opened the door, Isadora called me back, her voice tinged with a sober tone. "Why do you have to be so hard-headed, Matamoros?"I turned around, looking into her eyes. "If you truly love me, Isadora, you'll understand why I'm doing this."Silence hung in the air for a moment, and then Isadora, with a sigh, conceded. She asked a g
Matamoros' POV:Eamon's words hung in the air, creating tension that seemed to thicken with each passing moment. I stared at him, processing the request echoing with a sinister demand."Bring Alpha Philip's head?" I repeated, my disbelief evident in my tone. "Why in the hell would you want that?"Eamon leaned back in his chair, a malicious grin playing on his lips. "Let's just say Philip and I have some unfinished business, and I'd like to conclude it in a rather... definitive manner."I shook my head, both in disbelief and disapproval. "I won't be a pawn in your vendetta, Eamon. I'm not here to do your dirty work."Eamon puffed another smoke, his eyes narrowing as he studied me. "Bringing me the head of Alpha Philip is your ticket to freedom, Matamoros. Consider it the end of your chapter with the fire wolf pack."I scoffed, crossing my arms. "You want me to kill another Alpha? What makes you think I'd do your dirty work after what you did to me?"Eamon grinned, a sinister glint in h
Isadora's POV:As the feast continued in the East, alive with celebration and music, I sat at the high table, holding a glass of red wine. Alpha Rodrigo took a seat beside me, guards standing behind.Suddenly, the glass slipped from my hands, shattering, and a sharp pain struck my chest.Alpha Rodrigo immediately reacted, asking, "My lady, is everything okay?" A concerned look etched across his face."I don't know, but something feels wrong. I should get going," I replied, a sense of unease settling in.Surprised, Alpha Rodrigo said, "My lady, but you only just got here. How about I have my maids get you something? Maybe it's the wine that's not good for you."Reassuring him, I said, "I don't think it's the wine. Maybe next time, Alpha Rodrigo. Once again, congratulations on your success in the elections."Amid the continued festivities, Alpha Rodrigo warmly responded, "Congratulations to you too for your appointment as prime minister. It's been a pleasure having you around."I replie
Isadora's POVThe smile on Eamon's face vanished instantly.Undeterred, I continued, "If I remember correctly, the worst days of my life were by your side, Eamon. With you, there was no truth, just countless lies. You cheated on me multiple times, and because of your infidelity, I lost my baby. You never had time for me, always busy with one nonsense or the other—pack this or pack that. Why in hell do you think I would ever wish to go back to that type of life, Eamon? You are more miserable than I imagined you to be."I kept going with the insults as Eamon yelled out at the top of his voice, rubbing his hands on his hair, "Enough of the insults, Isadora! Clearly, you didn't come here to fix things between us."Adjusting his suit with a straight face, Eamon asked, "How can I help you, Isadora Philip?"I responded sharply, "I do not answer to that name anymore. It's Lady Isadora to you now, First Lady of the South."Eamon laughed mockingly, sizing me up with a look of disgust. "Nice try
Isadora's POVAddressing Alpha Philip, he declared, "I want to kill you." Turning to Adrian, he continued, "You want to kill her." Finally, turning to me, he provocatively asked, an evil smile on his face, "Who do you want to kill, Isadora?"The tension in the air was tense as everyone turned their attention toward me, awaiting my response. With a smirk, I played along, "I want to kill every single one of you. You've all been a pain in my ass at one point or another, but not today. Maybe some other time."Their surprised expressions fueled the charged atmosphere around us. My stepfather skeptically eyed me, suggesting, "And how exactly are you going to achieve that? Last time I checked, Isadora, you couldn't hurt a fly. Could it be that crown on your head is affecting your brain?"Adrian's laughter rang out, his silver spear gleaming ominously. "She made a king mad, and now she's trying to play the role of a queen. We'll see about that," he said, his tone mocking.Eamon chimed in, add
Isadora's POV"What's the matter? What's going on?" I questioned with a curious and worried expression as the chief guard approached, tears in his eyes."It's the Queen. She passed away," he responded with a heavy heart. The news hit me like a sudden storm.Out of curiosity, I asked how the Queen had died. The chief guard explained that she had passed away just a few minutes ago while having dinner with a few elders at the palace. My blood immediately ran cold, and I subconsciously held my chest.The chief guard noticed the absence of the amulet on my neck and asked, "Your necklace, what happened to it?"Still processing the shocking news, I responded, "It got broken in a fight."A thought suddenly ran through my mind at the mention of the amulet. In shock, I exclaimed, "The amulet must have been connected to her life. The time the amulet got broken, and the time she died appears to be a match."Disappointed in myself, I began hitting my head on the car multiple times, scolding myself