Isabella's POV
'Goodness knows, that I will always love you...'
The song played as I looked out the car window, Treasure sleeping peacefully by my side. An unknown man beside me drove the car.
I was surprised to see that the day I was to be discharged, leaving the hospital, only to see a car waiting for me. The man's eyes flashed to show me who he was, but his scent was slightly similar, leaving me no chance for doubt. I climbed into the car, and from there we drove off.
The sight of trees was already becoming more frequent, looming over higher and higher the more we drove.
It was then I saw a gate. A large gate loomed over and as we passed, it was followed by multiple houses. It was something I hadn't expected. The area which still seemed close to the city had a unique rustic look, a mix of modern and traditional at the same time.
By the time the car stopped, we were parked in front of a large house. I looked up over the looming building.
Was it the pack house? Perhaps this was where I was to stay, amongst other people I was sure were living there.
I stepped out, careful not to wake Treasure while I did so. The man did the same before moving to the boot and bringing out a large box.
I wondered where he got it from before I heard a voice behind me.
"There you two are!"
I turned to see Sierra stepping out of the house. Holding him closer to my chest, I watched as she came closer.
"Take the box into the third room upstairs." She instructed the man who nodded before slipping into the house, luggage in hand.
Sierra turned to look at me, a look I matched with my guarded gaze.
"Well then, what are you waiting for?" She tilted her head. Her tone sounded arrogant. I bit my tongue, reminding myself that I was the one indebted to her before stepping in.
The interior of the house was something that I had never seen before, even on my visits to neighbouring packs. The house opened up to a large area filled with polished mahogany and a large chandelier. Although my pack house was Avery but as large, it didn't look as magnificent.
My pack house?
I tucked in my head as sadness washed over me. The habit I thought I had gotten over had come in. No. I didn't have a pack anymore, not for the last nine months.
Thankfully, she didn't seem to notice my change as she led me across the hallway, now climbing the stairs. Back to my reality, I turned to see a small picture, almost hidden where it hung on the wall of the stairs. The figures of the portrait passed my view before I could comprehend what it was.
As I looked forward, I noticed just how quiet the place was. The echoes of our footsteps were the only noises which could be heard.
Where was the rest of the pack?
"Sierra?" I called.
"What?" She said, turning to me.
I stopped myself from flinching, careful with the bundle in my arms.
"I'm just wondering why the pack house seems so empty… where are the other pack members?" I asked.
I had expected her to roll her eyes or not bother answering. But she scrunched her face in confusion before answering.
"Oh no. This isn't a pack house. This is the house where Leo and I live."
I didn't have any time to process it as I was taken into a room. The room seemed so big, resembling that of Connell's from my memory.
"This will be your room," Sierra announced.
I looked around. The place held the same mahogany theme, with plain beds and a crib installed.
Yet the rest of me couldn't think about installing the place as I processed what she said.
Her and Leo.
I had hoped she would place me somewhere else, likely far from her sight. I would have been relieved to be far from their sight. Especially of whoever her brother was.
If this was his house, then…
"You do not have to worry about bumping into anyone. Leo rarely comes here and I have work to do anyways."
The words brought me relief. If it was truly as she said, then there was no need to worry about encountering him.
Right?
"Why are you doing this?"
She turned back to me, piercing blue eyes and all. This was the second time I had asked her that question, but this time I wanted an answer.
"Why..."
Why bring me here of all places? I wanted to say, but I couldn't say it. Instead…
"I would have been fine in a guest house or somewhere else. I'm grateful enough for the shelter, but I still don't understand why you're bringing me here of all places especially when you hate me."
She looked at me with the same unknown gaze, one I confronted with my own. I needed answers, especially for her entire change in behaviour towards me.
Before she could answer however, a knock on the door interrupted us. I snapped my head towards the door as the knob twisted.
A deep voice resounded as the door opened an inch.
"You didn't think you could escape me, could you?"
The voice sent shivers through my bones.
Every fear flashed through my eyes as it began to reveal a figure. I looked to Sierra to find her face full of shock and...was it fear?
The moment the door fully opened we both gasped at the person we saw.
"You!" Sierra hissed.
Isabella's POVThe man fully opened the door, revealing a dark buzz cut hair and a bulky frame. I held my breath as I watched him carefully.I hadn't seen the face of her brother. Was it him?"What are you doing here?" Sierra hissed beside me."Relax. I told Agathe to help me get here. She won't tell a soul." He chuckled as he walked towards us, his gaze focused on Sierra.When I smelled his scent, I relaxed. The scent smelled unfamiliar, far too unfamiliar against that of Sierra, Leo or even the man who drove me here. He was someone else entirely.That, however, didn't answer why he was standing there. It was at that moment that he noticed me."And who is this?" He asked. "None of your business!" Sierra snapped at him.He moved closer, making me shrink back. His eyes flitted between me and the bundle I held in my arms.He lowered himself, looking less intimidating as he took my hand gently, giving a little shake."Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I doubt we'll be seeing each othe
Isabella's POV I opened my eyes to hear screaming. It took me a few more seconds to find out that the lone source wasn't the baby, but myself. I shut my mouth and began panting. Looking around in alarm. The room was bright. Lightened up by the sun. There was no shadow, nor another person in sight. The place was empty. And yet, I could vividly see the red eyes. Was it all a dream? I was brought to reality by my baby's cry. Moving out of the bed with such a speed that I almost stumbled, I rushed towards his crib to calm him down. "There, there," I tried, but he remained inconsolable, wailing loudly as his little limbs moved around. I remembered what the nurse had told me one day, about the bond between a werewolf mother and child. "You have to be more careful about the bond. Any bit if your emotions could trigger him to some extent, especially newborns." "Oh." I moaned helplessly as I tried picking him up, taking deep breaths as I did. "I'm so
I took a breath, careful to focus on Treasure as I avoided the stares I felt. Even at the unwanted invitation, I knew I had no choice. Despite the look Sierra gave me, I came all dressed up with my child in tow, unwilling to leave him. The outside world of the pack was bigger than I saw through the car. Filled with special placed trees and houses, it looked like a park and communal space all in one. The downside was the many people who stared at me. I shifted my baby closer to the blue dress I wore. The dress in question I had found once in a thrift store which Clara helped me buy. Even though the maternity dress was bigger than my frame. I'd preferred it as it covered my bump. But feeling others stared, I felt even more self conscious. Was it my oddly white hair that made them look? Was it the dress, the one which I used to cover my frame. I wondered what they must be thinking. Freak. Weird.Ugly.I blinked as Darius's face came to mind, the day he rejected
"The truth is..." I now waited with bated breath, preparing for anything she was going to day. "I didn't like you at first sight." Blinking, I took a breath in. Wow, what a way to break it in. Confusion and, surprisingly, hurt filled me. I could feel Treasure beginning to stir. Afraid of a similar situation in the morning, I took a deep breath and calmed myself before nodding. "Okay." That brought her to snap back. "No, it's not okay." I didn't know what to say, only keeping silent as she ranted. "It was unjustified, and I only realised it too late. The truth is… you reminded me of someone else. Someone I..." She couldn't speak anymore and I furrowed my brows. Who could have caused her to lay her frustration on me? She didn't say. "And I know that you have been quiet somehow. The way you acted made me feel even angrier." She sighed out. "But when I pushed you, That was the most extreme thing." I sucked in my breath. It was the truth. Sierra
Isabella's POV. We entered the house again, and I looked around the large living area. Unlike the blank hall I saw in my dreams, the place had couches, vases and trees. It looked beautiful and homely, albeit a bit empty. It was more affirmation that my dreams weren't real. I sighed in relief. An 'Ahem' made me turn to Sierra. "Let's go." She said, carrying the bags up. I followed her out of the room where she dropped my bags before setting out. Before she left I called out "Sierra?" She turned to look at me. "Thank you," I said. Her lips quivered a bit before she nodded. In seconds, I was left alone again with Treasure now in his crib. Closing my eyes, I reached out to my wolf.Ever since I left, Violet hadn't spoken. At first, I'd hear her voice, crying out, whether of homesickness or trauma from what happened to us. But as days went by, she became quiet. I pushed it away until a month went by, and another until I found that she didn't reply even as I calle
My mother's voice came through the phone while I stayed silent. "Hello?" She called out again. Hearing my mother's voice, I cried. She sounds weary, tired and I feel a pain in my heart from knowing that I'm the reason. "Who is this?"I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Tears now flowed freely down my face as I stood, frozen in time, too filled with memories to do a thing.The stasis I was in broke as I finally took in a breath -a sharp, shuddering one.She seemed to notice as she said, "Please tell me who you are."It filled me with a familiar alarm. It was almost like she was suspecting I was the one on the line. No. She shouldn't know that I was here. Quickly, I turned off the dial button of the phone, hearing as her voice- about to call out again- was cut off, leaving only a dialing tone. Resisting the urge to slump, I carefully put the phone back in its place, turning to walk. Despite the tears already flowing, I tried my best to contain myself as I wa
Isabella’s POV.The rest was a blur as I moved quickly, going backwards before shutting the door with a bang. His scent was the very same.He was the one.Slowly, I took deep breaths calming myself down to no avail.Looking down at Treasure, I held him closer to me, almost tightly. He had seen him. I felt a slight chill knowing that.Before my thoughts escalated, I willed myself to calm down. I stood up and placed Treasure in his crib.My mood had dulled slightly, a
Isabella’s POV "What?!" It was almost humorous how they both spoke at the same time. Perhaps I would have laughed had they not looked with equal shocked and anxious faces. Claire I could understand, after all I doubted that she would have been comfortable with me working after she practically helped me all through the pregnancy. I couldn't however understand why Sierra gave me the same face. Despite our now more cordial relationship, I thought that she wanted me out as soon as possible. I had four months to stay until I was finally on my own, and a week had already passed. I truly did need to get a job so I could fend for myself earlier. So I waited for them to process the information. A feat which didn't take more than a few seconds before they began to speak. Claire went first. "Isabella, I don't think you should do it. I wouldn't advise you to." Her use of my full name was enough to know her stance. "If it's about my physical state, I can assure you that I'm fine. I've long s
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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