Isabella's POV I ended up chatting with Claire and even greeted Lola on the way. With what was a call for half an hour, I had finally gotten something done for Leo.I retired to sleep, only for knocks to come on my door. I opened the door to find Sierra on the other side.The air was awkward in every way. We both sat there in silence, only the slight sounds of our breaths present.“I'm sorry.” She said. I stayed silent as she continued. “For lashing out like that. I'm sorry.”I had my own thoughts in mind, especially with what she had said regarding bringing me as a way to merge the packs. It reminded me of what Damian had said all those months ago.Coming to a conclusion after that was easy. I was the only outlier. Despite being a rogue, I wasn't part of the pack, and I was alien from the animosity that was bred between both packs. It was no surprise why she… or they chose me to go into their pack.My thoughts went back to the time in the living room, when she said that she thought o
Isabella.I woke up in the morning. A strange sort of quiet filled me with unease.The skies were still as bright as it had been yesterday, and the day before, yet something felt somber about today.I stepped out of the room, careful not to wake Treasure as I did, and headed to the living room.To my surprise, Sierra was there, sitting in a curled position on the couch and sipping from a mug whilst staring at the distance through the large window of the living room.What was odd wasn't only her smaller position, but was her dress.She wore a simple black dress. The skirt of the dress was long and flowing, such that I only saw her feet, the rest of her body covered by the skirt. There were no embellishments or jewelry adorning her frame.Sierra was no stranger to black, yet I had never seen her wear a dress, much less one soft in contrast with her edgy fashion.Most of all was the look in her eyes so somber and melancholic.“On that day, his parents…”It finally clicked.A funeral.No,
LeoShe said nothing else, and I didn't too.Soon the silence became heavy, yet as I glanced, she stayed silent.Waiting.‘What are you afraid of?’ I wasn't sure if it was my thoughts, or him. It could have been both of us, as I couldn't dispute it.I felt comfortable with her. And for the first time, I realized that I didn't mind her knowing my truth.“My father was a rogue wolf, from what is now known as the Red Eclipse pack. He and the Alpha were raised together, practically close as brothers. And then, my father fell in love."I looked up, the scope of tiny specs continuously floating above the abyss."My mother was also a rogue. She never told us any details, but my father used to say she was running away from some bad men when she met him. Their former pack couldn't let him be with her. So, he left.”I swallowed despite the dry feeling in my throat before I continued.“They went through plenty of hardships, but they found the forest, and decided to build something.It wasn't a p
Isabella.My hands trembled harder, chilly like the cold wind. My heart beat unnecessarily fast. It bounced so hard that I thought I was going to burst. I was sinking, my legs nothing but a pair of ribbons, ready to cave in at the slightest bit of wind. Yet I remained standing, right in front of his door, looking at him as he looked down at the box I held.Under the warm lights, his face was golden. His dark hair was akin to a shadow, never reflecting the light. It was the same characteristic of the wolf. His wolf.As he looked up at me, it took effort to not crush the box I held in my hands.His eyes were almost golden against the lights, they…What was I thinking? I swallowed, also wondering why he hadn't moved. Perhaps it was best if I made the first move. With a smile to my lips, I pushed my present forward.“Go on. Open it,” I said.He looked down and took the box from my hands. I let a breath leave me as I took a small step back.Trepidation filled me as I watched him open the
Isabella.Every season has its time and purpose, but all of them were a reminder that all good things came to an end. But with that end came new beginnings.That was what happened over the next week. The tiny sheds of snow reduced until it was no more. The snowy layered ground began melting as the sun came. The water came rushing back in, bringing life to the bare trees and grass whose presence had retreated during the cold. Finally, the first green leaf sprouted from a branch.It was a new year. Spring was here.I flipped another page of the book I was reading, resting on the couch. Damian's school was resuming in several days, which meant that I was technically still on holiday. Sierra didn't have that luxury, going back to the bar the next day. With Agathe in her home and Leo somewhere else, I was practically alone for most of the day.That meant that I could take the time to wander around the Pack area and greet a few people. I even went to the pack mall once, finding the shop whe
Isabella.Perhaps months ago, this would have been a harder decision, but now, the choice was simple.Tears filling my eyes, I spoke in a deeper, more unrecognizable tone.“Sorry, I think you have the wrong number.”“No, no, no. Isabella? I heard you just now. I heard from her just now. You're the one who called me all those months ago, right? Please talk to me.”An almost distant sound came and I heard a voice, one I knew was my father. “Darling, let it go.” He said.“No. I heard her voice. She answered the call. Isabella please talk to me.”My tears now flowed freely. Heart broke piece by piece, each part shot by the arrow of my mother's pleading words.“Sorry. I don't know who,” My voice almost cracked at the last second. I swallowed quickly before continuing. “Who you're talking about. You have the wrong number. I'm sorry.”“Oh.” I shut my eyes tightly, resisting the urge to sob because of how heartbroken that single sound started.“Oh, I'm sorry. So, so sorry.” Her voice was tear
Isabella.I was gobsmacked to say the least. I looked at both of them alternatively, trying to understand what was going on.I looked back at the blonde woman. She was indeed beautiful. Stunning, if I'd ever think of it. Yet no matter how I looked at her, she didn't seem like a werewolf. I had learned better after being blindsided at Sierra's identity all those months ago, but this time I was sure. She was, by all means, a human.The look the woman called Emilia gave me was nothing less than deadly. Her green eyes were cold, looking at me as though I was an insect.“Isabella?”His voice drew me out of the unintentional staring match.“Yes, Leo?” I spoke.Even as he said nothing, he gave me a certain look that brought me to the realization that I was still standing in the doorway and blocking the entrance.Quickly I stepped to the side, allowing for him to pass. It was the first time that I had seen him in what felt like ages, so eagerly I opened my mouth to ask if he was well. I didn'
Leo.I worked silently in my room. It was already late in the night, and everybody else was likely already asleep. Yet I stood fast. The work was not needed to be done but to take my mind off her.I knew the way I had avoided her was wrong, yet I knew no other way to stay away. Avoiding was what I knew best, yet it felt so difficult with her even then.The look on her face as Emilia appeared behind me was one I didn't want to imagine. Despite the shock, she looked slightly crestfallen. I wouldn't have felt comfortable with a stranger, not to mention a human woman whose attitude I saw from a mile away, staying within my household. But I had no choice. The reason why?Because she was the condition Mr. Donavon gave during the meeting.Flashback.“Well then, Mr. Donavon. What is your final condition?”His lips formed a greasy smile. “Take my daughter to your city.”I blinked. “What?”Gino shuffled beside me, clearly more incensed.“She has always been intrigued with many things in your
Thank you to everyone who started this story from the very beginning to the end. Thank you for the love and trust. We have now come to the end of this book. I sincerely hope you enjoy reading the book as much as I enjoyed writing it. Also, I would like to ask that you show the same love to my other book, ALPHA CEO’S BABY MAMA. I promise to keep you glued to your phone just as you loved reading MATED TO THE ROGUE ALPHA. LET’S DO MORE TOGETHER AS A BOOK FAMILY. I LOVE YOU ALL. UPDATE.Hi, dear readers. If you made it through to this place, it means that you read the entire book. And for that, I am truly grateful. This is to inform you that book two of this book is now out. Titled HIS ROGUE MATE. There, you can follow our two new characters as they fight for their love and future together.You can also read more about Isabella and her mate and their son and how they are scaling through.Thank you all so much for the love. I love you all in return 🥰🥰😘😘😘.
Isabella.Treasure played freely amongst other children. The happiness in his eyes made me smile from the window I watched him in.He had taken to them very well, free to reveal his claws at any time, compared to before.After what felt like minutes of watching, I settled back down onto the couch, filled with stacked books I was hoing to remove for the day.I settled into the dark couch where even before I left, it gave comfort. Now I needed that more than ever.It felt like before, yet everything was so different. Now Sierra came occasionally, no longer a resident of the pack yet still belonging to it. She had all the grace of a Luna. It was something I had known for a long time, yet pleased to see nonetheless - nevermind that I still beat her whenever it came to sparring.The biggest difference, however, was me.I had once come here as a guest, hiding myself away from the pack and not wanting to get attached. Now I was here as Leo's mate and the first and new Luna of the rogue pack.
Leo.I looked at Isabella who bore a stricken look. The disbelief in her was the same one I faced.This was the first time I had physically seen the person right in front of me, and as I looked at him, an open scar on his face with his hair in disarray and his eyes crazed, I knew what my answer would be.Turning to Isabella, I conveyed all I needed to, squeezing her hand lightly. She seemed to understand as she nodded. I let her go, walking toward the man who looked more pathetic as his hopeful eyes looked up at me.“I have no need to fight you, Darius, because there's nothing to fight with you about."I saw his expression morph into a frown and anger light up in his eyes in response, but I wasn't done.“Isabella is not a bargaining chip, nor an object to fight over or own. I doubt that you will understand that as you are now, but it's the truth. Scum like you deserve a terrible fate, and though I'm glad that Isabella is by my side now, I wished she didn't have to face someone like yo
Isabella.A chill went through me at the news. Looking at the rest of them filled with shock and plenty of questions, there was nothing we could do but wonder.How did they figure it out already? Was this part of their plan from the start? I saw a mix of emotions, none of them positive on everyone's face. It was only a light squeeze that made me turn to him.Leo's startlingly blue eyes couldn't cool down my tension, but it eased it a bit.And for a moment, knowing everything else, I only let one thought reverberate through my mind.Everything will be alright.…..Throughout the next few days, we had mobilized everybody possible.They had announced to the pack and the council of elders everything that had taken place, never leaving a single detail out. The pack was in an uproar, yet in a discussion of our allies, they felt mixed emotions.I looked around at the people around me. People who had once judged me in favor of the person who was now the biggest threat to the pack.When I sp
Isabella.Together we left for the Alpha's quarters, only to see my parents.Surprise filled me as they also stood up.“What are you two doing here?” My mother demanded, eyeing both of us.“Please," Isabella pleaded.I stayed as she explained every word that she heard in the forest, and I could see every single one of their faces turned grave.“Isabella, are you sure that that was everything you heard?"I wanted to nod, but held back. There was still one thing I was holding back.“When they spoke, Lucy said that he needed her. Not just because of the rogues, but…”I knew that this was sure to hurt, no matter how much I steeled myself to say it was Leo's light squeeze that made me shut my eyes and finally let go.“Because she knew the truth behind his father's death."A shattering sound.“Melissa!”I whipped my head in surprise as I saw that Darius's mother was suddenly laying on the floor unconscious. The implications of my words were clear to everyone.I could only keep still, watch
Leo.The moment she had frozen, I already sensed something was wrong.Two people, whom from the look on her face, she recognized were speaking.Closing my eyes, I heightened my senses to hear what they were saying.The first voice was a rough one that undoubtedly belonged to a man whilst the other was a woman.“You said that it'll work, but they haven't made any moves since.” Said the male one.“I mobilized all these rogues and I promised them domination. Do you think that it was easy?”Rogues? The mention of them.“Or better yet, do you think calming them down was? After they'd lost two people to your damned pack, you should be lucky that they haven't turned on you."“Shut the hell up.” The male voice spat out.“You can't get rid of me. Not when I'm the only one who knows the real secret behind your father's death. Not while you need me to appease the rogues while you mess up and no nothing. Not while I look like your dear–” The woman spat out.“–Shut up!” The words were so loud I wa
Isabella.The next morning was far from normal. The only way it could have been described was cold.Neither of my parents were speaking to me, not even as I prepared breakfast earlier in the morning as an appeasement. They avoided my gaze as much as they could, never speaking a word.It hurt, the silent waves of disappointment that ebbed out of them. I braced through it however.Even little Treasure had noticed it.“Where's daddy?” He whispered to me. I noticed that my parents had stopped eating, either hearing or rightly assuming Treasure words.I attempted to smile at him. “He's not here, but we can visit him if you'd like,” I spoke invitingly.Before Treasure could say a word, I heard my mother's voice for the first time that morning.“Treasure dear, why don't you follow us to the pack gardens? There are plenty of beautiful animals there.”I stiffened at her passive aggressive nature. Yet when I looked at Treasure's imploring eyes which silently asked me for what to do, I gave a sl
Leo.The pain Isabella bore on her face made me want to hold her, yet those doubts and fears I thought I had rid myself of stopped me short, leaving me helpless and hollow.The night was silent and cold. Peaceful. It was a complete contrast to the violence that had occurred in what should have been less than 20 minutes ago.The pain from the hands that choked me still ached every time I swallowed, yet I kept silent.I almost flinched when I felt the brush of a hand, only to relax as there was only one person who could do that. I let her wrap her hand around mine, sighing at the guilty pleasure of her touch.When I turned to look at her again, all the warmth I gained drained away.Her eyes glistened with tears even as she stared stonily at the distance. She was devastated. From her parents' reaction to the way it all came crashing down.I vaguely realized that she was trying to do that. Comfort me. In turn, I held her closer, hoping that she gained a bit of warmth as well.When Connor
Isabella.My blood ran cold, yet I kept a smile as I turned to Treasure.“Treasure, I think it's time you went to bed," I said.He looked at me for a moment before nodding.“Okay, mommy. Goodnight.” He turned to Leo and oblivious to the tension in the air, told Leo. “Goodnight, daddy.” I heard the slight suck of breath from one of my parents, but I focused solely on my son, nudging him forward.“Go on then," I said, as he yawned before moving up the stairs.I watched him carefully until I was sure that he was out of sight and earshot. The sound of his guest room door shutting made me let out a breath of relief.I shouldn't have let my guard down.It happened instantly. One minute, we were all sitting on the table and in a flash, a person pinned Leo to the wall.“Dad!” I called out, panic filling me as I stood up, speeding across the room.My father was on his full feet, his hands wrapped around Leo's neck. Goddess! He was choking him!Leo remained still. Whether he was still in shock