Dylan raced downstairs while putting on a T-shirt to look the least decent. Isabel had left the house with Xavi and Fernando by the time he rushed out of the study, so he was left with no choice but to search out their whereabouts. He didn’t bother using their scents. That would only slow him down and wear him out. He decided to drive to the main pack house or better still, look out for a large crowd, because he could feel it that his mate was going to make a big fuss about this issue. Tightening his grip on the steering wheel, while anxiously looking out the window, Dylan hoped to get to his mate on time, to steer her away from taking a grave action. After fifteen excruciatingly long minutes of driving, Dylan caught sight of a large crowd in the distance. This was at the pack’s main square. Without turning off the engine, he jumped out of the car, pushing his way through the crowd in order to get to the front. On reaching the front row, every word Dylan had memorized to say to Isab
Isabel was sitting on the bottom step of the staircase staring at her mate who was on the couch in the living room staring at the TV with a blank expression on his face. She sat there deep in contemplation. How does she approach her mate after treating him so badly? She was filled with guilt and remorse for almost killing her mate. Unlike her wolf, her beast wasn’t easy to tame, that was why she had no control of her actions in the last couple of hours. It shows up whenever she is in a very difficult situation or when her anger is at its peak. Ever since Isabel found her mate, she has made a concerted effort to conceal her beast, by frequently suppressing her anger because she feared that her mate would hate her the very minute he sees the despicable monster she was harboring inside her. Her wolf made low crying noises, mirroring her hurt. She hesitated for a moment before standing up. Dylan felt a weight beside him on the couch, but didn’t bother turning his head to see who it was a
“That good for nothing piece of shit stole my spot, dad… I won’t let that asshole have the last laugh. I can’t let him win!” A drunk Carlos angrily exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. “You should’ve killed him when you had the chance, now he’s one step ahead of you… All our years of hard work has gone down the drain.” Ignacio hissed. Carlos and his dad were presently in the Red moon cocktail bar venting their anger over drinks. The pair were still upset about the embarrassing incident that transpired earlier that day, and were yet to accept defeat. Rather than show signs of repentance and think of ways to fall back in favor with Isabel, Carlos was bent on getting revenge on Dylan. He was determined to get Dylan out of the way and regain his place as Isabel’s lover. Come rain, come shine he was going to be the alpha of the Pride pack. “I can’t waste my precious years and sacrifice my mate for nothing… I’m gonna kill him. And this time, nothing and no one will stop me.” Carlo
Dylan paced the living room restlessly. He was anxiously awaiting Isabel’s return. The heavy downpour wasn’t helping the current situation as he was more worried about his mate’s health. She had left the house angrily without her phone or car, so there was no way he could trace her whereabouts. ‘This is all your fault’ he told himself over and over again, face palming his forehead. Why did he let his jealousy get the best of him? He shouldn’t have over reacted over such a trivial matter. ‘You should’ve thought of it as trivial two hours ago.’ his wolf grumbled, still upset about being separated from its mate. “I admit I was wrong. I’m sorry.” Dylan apologized to his wolf, but it wasn’t having any of that. ‘Sorry isn’t bringing her back.’ His wolf was making him feel worse, and he hates to admit it but his wolf was right. His worries wouldn’t bring her back, rather he was slowly losing his mind. “This won’t do.” He threw the front door open, ready to search every nook and cran
Dylan slammed the door shut behind them with his foot, circling his arms around Isabel’s small waist. His fingers fiddled with the belt on her bathrobe until it was let loose. Her scent flooded his sense, burning him with desire. “I want you.” Her captivating voice whispered in his ear, causing his lower region to twitch with excitement. “I’m all yours.” He whispered against her neck as he let the bathrobe fall freely to the ground. Isabel’s lips met his once again, not giving him time to worship her naked figure. She craved for his touch more than anything in the world. His long fingers moved behind her neck, pulling her closer to himself as he swirled his tongue around her mouth intoxicating her senses. She let her hands find its way to his now bare torso, loving the feeling of his toned abs against her fingers. She went lower and began fumbling with the button on his jeans. Dylan grabbed her by her hips and pressed her closer to himself so she was rubbing against his growing ere
After several days when the pack was calm, Isabel named her cousin, Xavi, the new beta of the Pride pack. The title he rightfully deserved. He would be her right hand man and at the same time assist Dylan in training the warrior werewolves. Dylan had still insisted on being in charge of the warrior werewolves to keep him occupied and keep Fernando interested in participating in the training session which Isabel agreed to after much persuasion. She decided to take advantage of Dylan’s new position by joining in training the werewolves during her free time to stay closer to her mate. Majority of the warrior werewolves weren’t too excited about it, as Isabel’s presence made them train overtime. Dylan was concerned about their psychological well being and felt pity for them whenever his mate drilled them but he couldn’t complain because it gives him the opportunity to spend quality time with his mate and also makes them work together as a couple. He was that selfish. It was a Sunday m
Dylan ended the training session early that day because he received a voicemail from Isabel, asking him to come home. There was something off about her voice which got him worried. He doesn’t know why, but he thinks whatever she has to say was important and probably urgent since she didn’t wait for him to get back from training. There was an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach he was struggling to shake off, but it wouldn’t go away. Does this have something to do with Rodrigo’s sudden visit? Did he do something wrong? Was he softening towards the warriors to the annoyance of the former alpha? Of course not. He didn’t change the training patterns, neither did he cut the hours short. He only cracks one or two jokes with the warriors, to help ease their tension. All of these thoughts ran through Dylan’s mind as he drove back home. He parked his car in the driveway on arrival, not bothering to park it in the garage where it ought to be. ‘That can wait’ he thought to himself a
There was a large crowd in the house. There were pups, teenage werewolves, female werewolves and older werewolves present. The place was busy and chaotic until all eyes fell on Isabel. It was as if everyone turned into a statue the very moment Isabel stepped into the house. They all stared at her with bulged eyes and mouth agape like she just resurrected from the dead. Daniel had to clear his throat as a sign for them to come out of their dazed state. They bowed their heads to show their respect, but that didn’t stop them from still staring. “You can go about your business.” Isabel said in acknowledgement of their greeting, and like magic they immediately obeyed. Isabel was quite young compared to Dylan’s older brother, Daniel, but her presence commanded more respect than Daniel’s. “Why is there so much crowd in here?” Dylan curiously asked his brother because this was their dad’s personal house and not the pack house. “The pack isn’t safe anymore. Everyday, at least one of our
Isabel’s family refused to bury her body in the Pride pack because they feared that some unknown enemies could use the fragile humans and obtain information about the pack, making the pack vulnerable. So they contacted Daniel, the alpha of the Greenwood pack and asked if Isabel’s body could be taken to the Greenwood pack. Daniel was eager to help, and Dylan was allowed to look at Isabel’s body for the last time before she was flown to the Greenwood pack, because he wasn’t going to be part of the burial ceremony. It was just going to be Paulina and Rodrigo present, in order to avoid raising suspicion. Even the members of the Pride pack were unaware of their alpha’s demise. They were only informed about her injuries, and that she was slowly recuperating, so her mate was going to be in charge of the pack for as long as she desired. This was to enable Dylan gain a strong foothold in the pack and keep the other packs at bay. Dylan, on his part, did an awesome job by showing the entire pa
There was a sudden sinking feeling in the pit of Rodrigo’s stomach as they waited for Isabel and Dylan’s return. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong no matter how hard he tried. This wasn’t a good sign. Rodrigo stood up from the couch, where he was previously seated and headed for the front door. “Where are you going?” His mate’s soft yet worried voice made him halt in his tracks. How does he tell her that something bad could be happening to their daughter? Her heart won’t be able to take the news and he doesn’t want to raise any false alarm yet. “I need to check on the warriors.” He lied. “Don’t lie to me, Rodrigo. I know you can feel it too.” Paulina replied. Her wolf has been feeling uneasy for the past two hours, but she was scared to mention anything to her mate because she didn’t want him interfering in their daughter’s fight and suffer a terrible fate. He acted on impulse most times, and since it involves his daughter, this time wouldn’t be an excep
Isabel kept breaking any and everything she laid her hands on, screaming in rage. She blamed herself for her mate’s misfortune. If only she had pressed harder, he wouldn’t have fallen into the hands of her enemy. Why didn’t she stop him? Why did she let him have his way? Why did she disobey her instinct? Why? Thirty minutes earlier, Xavi had reported to Isabel that Dylan was nowhere in the pack, but his car was found parked by the side of the road on the way to the border and Ignacio’s scent was in the car. She was infuriated by the news and vented her anger on the house furniture. Her cousin did nothing but watch his alpha express her emotions, making him feel incompetent and unreliable, because if he had paid utmost attention to the task he was given, Isabel’s mate wouldn’t be missing. Fernando had taken the kids upstairs when Xavi arrived to give the older werewolves privacy, so it was just Isabel, her parents and Xavi in the living room. Rodrigo was holding his sobbing mate t
Isabel woke up the next morning to the feeling of feather like kisses on her back. She smiled to herself, enjoying her mate’s gentle ministration on her skin. “Happy birthday, gorgeous.” Dylan’s husky voice said through mind link, causing memories of the previous night’s love making session in the woods to fill her thoughts. Dylan was quite wild last night, probably because his wolf was at its peak, as a result of the full moon, and she loved every bit of his roughness. Her legs could still feel the impact, but she wanted more. “Happy birthday to you too, hunk.” She turned around to face her mate, kissing him deeply. Dylan moaned into the kiss. He was tempted to take the kiss further since that was what his mate was asking for, but he refrained himself because he wanted Isabel to have a good rest after several weeks of barely sleeping, so he reluctantly ended the kiss. “Why are you dressed?” Isabel asked with a frown when she noticed her mate was casually dressed in jeans and a g
Two weeks has gone by with no sign of Rodrigo’s illegitimate son or his minions around the Pride pack border. This bothered Isabel a lot because she has never met her adversary face to face, so she couldn’t predict what his next actions would be. The fact that the future looked bleak no matter how hard she tried to deny it, didn’t sit well with her, but she couldn’t tell anyone, not even her father. Showing even the tiniest sign of uncertainty would throw the pack into disarray and she couldn’t risk that happening because of her anxiety. To divert her thoughts from thinking about the worst case scenario, Isabel took up training David. Since he was under her roof for the time being, it would be improper of her to still expect her dad to be the one training him. Strangely enough, David hardly ever complained or made a fuss during training, as he took it as a fun activity, unlike her nephew, Fernando. This made her work easier, and was in fact a good distraction. In the course of trainin
“How could you?!” Paulina screamed at her mate, taking backward steps as she didn’t want to be anywhere near him. They were currently at the backyard of their house, arguing. “How could you do this to me?!” “Honey, I’m sorry… I was trying to protect you.” “Protect me? Protect me, you say… You made a complete fool out of me, Rodrigo!” Hearing his mate say those words hurt Rodrigo and his wolf deeply. He never intended to hurt Paulina. He just didn’t want her finding out about the result of his mistake because that would’ve hurt her even more than the fact that he had a relationship with another female werewolf before her, and he sure would’ve lost her forever. “You were hurting at the time, and I didn’t want to cause you more pain.” He tried to explain. “It doesn’t matter!” No excuse can make up for the secret he kept from her. All these years, her mate had been deceiving her and she was gullible enough to believe him. How stupid he must’ve thought she was. “Aarghhh!” She scr
After dinner that night, Rodrigo and his mate watched cartoon with the kids until it was time for bed. Paulina went into the kitchen to tidy up, after kissing Teresa and David goodnight, while Rodrigo put the kids to bed. While wiping her wet hands with a clean towel, Paulina felt a swift movement outside. She looked out the window to see who it was, but there was no one there. To make certain, she went out of the house through the back door and still there wasn’t a soul in sight. Concluding within herself that she was probably having a paranoia, Paulina went back inside the house, only to be met with a set of sharp claws around her neck. She gasped at the cold feeling of the tip of her attacker’s claws on her skin and tried to crane her neck backwards to get a glance of the werewolf holding her captive in her own house, but that was a big mistake on her part, as her attacker’s claws sank into her neck, causing blood to ooze out of the wound. “Tsk tsk… Make one wrong move and you’r
“Are you gonna visit me everyday?” A sobbing David asked Isabel, as he clung on to her tightly, preventing her from leaving him with Rodrigo and Paulina. “I can’t promise you that.” She honestly replied, but regretted it the minute David’s sobs got louder. “Okay. I promise I’ll come check up on you every other day, to see how much you’ve improved.” This time her reply worked like magic, as David’s sobs turned to light sniffles. “Really?” “Yes, really.” “What if you break your promise?” He asked, pulling away from the hug to look into Isabel’s eyes. The teary eyes and tear stained face of the pup standing in front of her and staring right into her soul, waiting expectantly for her reply made her think of ways to keep her word. It wasn’t going to be easy to check up on David since she now has a new task on her hands, but she also didn’t want to go back on her word and betray the young werewolf, who had so much faith in her. “If I can’t make it, I’ll have Dylan come check up on y
“Xavi told me you handled the situation all by yourself.” Rodrigo began, as soon as he sat on his study chair. “I had to… There was no other way to prevent a disaster from happening.” “And are you aware of the consequences of your actions if something had gone wrong?” Isabel was expecting such a reaction from her dad, but he would’ve done the same had he been in her shoes. “I’m the alpha now, let me be the one to worry about my pack.” She gritted her teeth as she spoke because she didn’t want to get into a fight with the former alpha. “That doesn’t answer my question, Isabel. You made a reckless move out there. What if you didn’t make it back?” Rodrigo was equally trying to control his fury. He was consumed with fear when Xavi informed him that his daughter fought against the rogues all by herself. Why would she make such a rash decision without putting her pack first? And although he was told that her beast was in control, and they are unbeatable in that state, he couldn’t he