ISABELLA'S POV~I stormed out of Noah's office, slamming the door behind me with a loud crash. I didn't care about the noise; Noah could go to hell for all I cared. "Asshole!" I seethed under my breath, fuming as I marched down the hall, my fists clenching and unclenching with rage. "Just a shameless asshole!"Suddenly, I heard a voice behind me. "Excuse me! Excuse me!! Coming through!"I jumped to the side and saw Susan, one of my colleagues, dashing past with a stack of files teetering in her arms."Susan!" I called out. "Why are you running like that?" My eyes widened at the precarious pile of files she was carrying."Hurry up!" she shouted back, panic evident in her voice. "The team is restructuring! You need to hurry too!"I froze in shock as she disappeared around the corner. When did this happen?My heart thundered in my chest as I followed Susan to Cindy's office, my feet feeling like lead. The moment I reached the door, I saw several colleagues already inside, Cindy yelling a
ISABELLA'S POV ~The air crackled with electricity as the growl emanated from George's throat, the low, animalistic sound reverberating through the tense, silent room. His eyes flashed with rage, the darkness consuming the irises, and I could practically see the veins bulging in his neck.The room held its breath as everyone waited for George's next move. He took a menacing step towards me, his frame towering over my smaller one, before suddenly halting in his tracks, as though some thought had crossed his mind. His gaze bore into me with disgust, making my blood boil. The thin layer of sweat coating my palms grew thicker, and my heart thundered in my chest."And who asked for your opinion?" he spat. My chest heaved as I fought to keep my composure, refusing to back down. “What's your name again?" Susan, standing nearby, gave me a pleading look, her eyes begging me to back down and to answer George's question before I got into trouble with the volatile George. But my pride would not
ISABELLA'S POV ~The van ride seemed to drag on for an eternity, each bump in the road jostling my already frayed nerves. Finally, we arrived at our destination and George stepped out first, barking orders to the driver before shooting us a withering look."We're made to go on a dinner with some of these investors," Susan, who has remained stiff since we began the journey, suddenly spoke up. I bit back a retort, my jaw clenching in anger. But what could I say? We were trapped in this nightmare, at the mercy of George and his nefarious plans.The van door swung open and Susan and I stepped out into the fading light of day, walking towards the luxurious entrance of the five-star hotel. In my hands was a small card, indicating the table where we were expected to dine with our assigned investors. I gripped it tightly, my knuckles whitening as fear and dread raced through my veins.I tried to convince myself that I wasn't terrified, that my nerves weren't screaming with panic. But deep do
ISABELLA'S POV ~"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!" Alex snarled, flinging me into the room. My heels, already shaky, betrayed me, and I hit the ground with a hard thud, my face smashing against the ground and bruising my nose. I broke into sobs, crawling away, my body trembling with fear and pain.Memories of the past, dark and twisted, rose up in my mind, threatening to overwhelm me. I shook my head, trying to push them away, but they wouldn't be silenced. For goodness sake, they just wouldn't be silenced!"No, no, no," I whispered, my voice barely a whisper as the sobs wracked my body. I knew I couldn't break down, not now, not here, but my mind was spiraling into darkness.I had to fight, had to get away, but the terror was suffocating, overwhelming."Fuck!" Alex spat, his blood spraying the tiles. I watched the droplet fall, my body tensing as he growled, his eyes full of murderous rage. He wiped the blood from his lip with his sleeve, his gaze settling on me, sending a chill down my
ISABELLA'S POV ~And then, something changed. The evil grin on his face vanished, replaced by a look of shock. He took a step back, pointing at me in disbelief."You're… Oh shit! You're Isabella?" he stammered, his voice betraying his surprise.But I couldn't respond. My lips, like the rest of me, were paralyzed. I could only watch, my terror mounting, as Alex straightened, his shock giving way to a calculating gaze.Alex suddenly threw his head back, his wicked laughter filling the room. He clapped his hands together in glee, shaking his head in disbelief."I must say, I didn't expect to find you here," he said, his voice dripping with dark humor. "You've proven to be quite the slippery prey, but it seems fate has brought you back into my grasp. And this time, I won't let you escape unscathed.”Tears streamed down my face, their salty warmth mingling with the dread coiling through my body. I could only watch, paralyzed, as Alex gloated over my fate.“I'll admit, I was disappointed wh
ISABELLA'S POV ~I tremble as I cling to Ryan, my heart racing and my mind reeling. I can still feel the lingering touch of Alex, the memory of his leering gaze and the threat of violence still fresh in my mind. But Ryan's presence is a balm to my battered soul.He holds me like I'm a fragile piece of glass, his arms cradling me as if I'm the most precious thing in the world. He holds me so close that I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, a steady rhythm that calms me and reminds me that I'm safe.As the Uber pulls up to our home, Ryan doesn't let go of me. He carries me to the bedroom, my arms wrapped around his neck, my face buried in his shoulder. I feel protected, sheltered, as if the world can't touch me when I'm in his arms.Ryan carefully lays me down on the bed, his face a mask of concern and love. Despite the blood that stains his clothes, he doesn't let go of me. He knows that I need him, that I need his strength and his love to chase away the darkness that still linger
ISABELLA'S POV ~I held my breath as a wave crashed over me. Hot spasms rolled through me as I climaxed."Good girl," he praised as my orgasm subsided, my muscles clenching around him. After a few moments, I opened my eyes blearily, realizing that he'd pulled his pants off. A pleased, knowing look crossed his face.“You're mine now.”Our mouths collided together, tongues immediately tangling with each others as the hunger grew stronger, fiercer.I pushed my pussy harder against his hand. "Please," I begged. "I want...""Huh?" He asked, clearly enjoying my torment. "Tell me exactly what you want.""Fuck me, please," I sobbed desperately.Finally, he bent down, licking my ear lobe. "Soon, baby" .Moments later, he was kneeling above me, his cock thick and veiny. He stared hungrily at the outline of my tits which bounced invitingly in their bindings. Taking my ankles in his hands, Ryan placed them behind my ears. If I hadn't been already soaking wet, having both of my knees drawn back to
RYAN'S POV~My gaze immediately snapped to the door as the sound of bare feet padding away resonated through the room. I caught the shadow of Isabella gliding away, and a small, involuntary smile curved my lips.Quickly, I shook my head and shifted my focus back to the stove, tasting the dish and ensuring it was perfect for my beloved wife. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine cooking for a woman, let alone with such tenderness and love that she’d savor every bite.I turned off the stove, fishing for my cell phone in my apron. After several rings, my brother's slurred voice echoed through the line. “Shit! Always ruining my morning with your calls. Can’t I get any rest from you?”I rolled my eyes, not in the mood for his games."I called you to inform you that George must be dismissed immediately, while you give an adequate replacement of Cindy as the chief designer." I ordered. "You’re aware of what happened with my wife. I won’t tolerate a repeat of that. You are the primary inve
MAY’S POV~“Hey!" I waved at the strange lady. The strange lady gave me a slight nod of acknowledgment, then flashed a smile so sweet that my heart melted. It was hard to believe that someone with her beauty and presence could also have such a commanding aura.I forced a wide smile, but as I watched her, my gaze lingered just a bit too long. Her smile lingered too.I shrugged awkwardly. "I'm sorry for the mess out there. Those guys were getting way too aggressive, trying to force me to drink with them and exchange contacts. When I resisted, they started hurling disgusting insults at me.I gave her a nervous chuckle, trying to brush it off. "But thanks for coming to my rescue," I said. She just nodded, her smile still intact.It was then that I realized that my palms were sweating and my heart was racing. I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. I didn't even realize that all these while I was getting so worked up. Sure, she was gorgeous, but I'd never felt this way before
RYAN'S POV~I felt my world freeze when I caught Isabella's gaze. Just one look, but it spoke volumes—pain, betrayal, sadness, helplessness, and pure hate. I couldn't lose her like this, not when she meant everything to me.In a flash, I caught her wrist and held her against me, preventing her escape. She gasped as her body tensed against mine. Her surprise was palpable, but I couldn't let her leave, not when I needed her so fiercely.She froze, her breath hitching as she felt my heartbeat against hers, my arms tight around her waist. My face buried itself in her hair, and I took deep breaths of her lingering scent. My grip on her tightened, and I felt her body tense beneath mine. "Bella," I growled, my voice barely contained, "Don't leave.”"I won't be your prisoner, Ryan. I can't live like that anymore," Isabella whispered, tears filling her eyes. Her palms pressed against me in a silent entreaty to release her. I scoffed inwardly at the foolishness of such a suggestion. She was mi
ISABELLA'S POV ~My cheeks burned scarlet as Linda's gaze flicked back to me, disgust flickering in her eyes.” My heart raced at Linda's exaggerated sigh and disdainful headshake."You're Isabella?" Linda's mocking tone stung like a slap, causing my eyes to water."Y-Yes, your Majesty," I stammered, forcing a weak smile that crumbled under her icy stare."So you're the Omega that seduced my son? You're the girl of no status?" she continued, her words hitting me like daggers. "Finally I've gotten to meet you."Her gaze pierced me, my stomach churning with discomfort.She tutted, disgust dripping from her voice. "And this is the girl that my son claims to love?"Linda's words stabbed at my chest, her mockery roiling my insides. My knuckles turned white as I clung to my dress, desperate to conceal my trembling. I fought to maintain my outward composure, but her gaze cut through me like a knife. "You're not worthy to be here, in this palace, in my presence... You're not worth it, do you
RYAN'S POV~My eyes bore into my mother, my displeasure evident in the hard lines of my face, but she remained unaffected by my glare. "Are we really going to do this now, mother?” I snarled. But she simply shrugged, dismissing my concerns as if they were nothing."You must have been under a spell for you to go out to another city and engage with a common girl with no status," she spat, her eyes darkening in anger. "How ridiculous it would sound to the parliament! How would they envision their leader bringing home such a valueless girl, tell me?!" Her voice kept rising. I fists slowly clenched in frustration. My father, sitting at the head of the table, stopped eating, his expression reflecting his own displeasure, making it clear whose side he was on.I exhaled a shaky breath, trying to keep my anger under control. I rubbed my temple, trying to ease the tension building in my head, but it was useless. There was no way to make this situation better."I'm not going to talk about this
ISABELLA'S POV~“Do you think I'm beautiful, mama?" My heart was racing as I spun around, my eyes fixed on my mother's face, waiting for her reaction. The dress, a beautiful shade of champagne, hugged my figure perfectly, the sequins catching the light and sparkling like stars. It was a dream dress for every exquisite lady, a dress one would dream of wearing in her life. For a moment, my mother just stared, her lips parted slightly in surprise. She took a breath and stood up, her eyes never leaving my body."You look..." Her voice trailing off as she came closer. "More than fabulous. You're so beautiful, my Bella. Do you know sometimes I wonder if I'm your biological mother?""Mom, stop!" I burst forth into giggles and sniffles as I walked closer to her.I wrapped my arms around her, trying to lighten the mood. "You're flattering me. Thank you."But as I kissed her forehead, I saw her frown, and my heart sank. She was silent, and I could tell she was holding something back. I pursed
ISABELLA'S POV ~As I gazed out the train window, the world outside was transformed into a stunning display of lights, architecture, and movement. My jaw dropped, my heart pounding in my chest with a mixture of excitement and uneasiness. I'd never seen a city quite like this before, and if it hadn't been for James's invitation, I likely never would have.My thoughts wandered to Ryan, and my heart ached at the memory of him. I tried to push the memories away, but they were persistent, clinging to my mind like a persistent shadow.As our feet stepped onto the platform, the city’s life swirled around us, its vibrancy almost tangible. The skyscrapers shot skyward, their glassy exteriors glittering under the sun. My mother’s gaze was fixated on the splendor before her, her mouth agape, her feet seemingly rooted to the ground, taking in the magnificence of the metropolis.I followed James’ GPS guidance from my phone, listening intently to his directions as my mother’s excitement radiated th
ISABELLA'S POV ~The heavy breath escaped my lips for what felt like the millionth time that night, as I struggled to find a comfortable position in the soft, cold bed. Despite my endless tossing, my mind refused to settle down, thoughts of the Winter Fall Pack swarming like a hive of bees in my head. Was I really going to accept James' invitation to go there? To the place where Ryan's parents dwelled? The prospect filled me with a mixture of dread and uncertainty, as if my future was hanging by a thread.I was just about to drift off into a fitful sleep, when a sharp, sudden crash erupted from outside my door. My eyes snapped open in the darkness, widened in alarm. My fingers gripped the edge of the bed as I listened intently, my heart pounding, waiting for another sign. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end, my wolf senses heightened, as I cautiously crawled from the bed and tiptoed to the door.My hand rested on the doorknob, my breath held in anticipation as I strained to p
RYAN'S POV~I hadn't slept well in years, not since Isabella had left my life. I was a shadow of my former self, a broken shell of a man, tortured by her absence. Every day, I watched her from afar, disguised and hidden, too scared to approach her, too afraid to confront the pain I knew would come with seeing her again. It was a silent agony, watching her from a distance, knowing that she was within my reach and yet still so far away.I missed her more than I could ever put into words.I did what I could to help her, to try to make her life easier. I made sure to boost her grocery store online, drawing in customers and helping her business to thrive. But it only served to remind me of what I'd lost, to rub salt in the wound of her absence.I hated that she was working so hard, that she was overworking herself, but I knew that this was what she wanted. She wanted her own success, her own money, her own life, and I couldn't fault her for that.It felt like a piece of me died every day t
ISABELLA'S POV ~It was as if time itself had frozen, the world entirely coming to a halt around me. My resignation letter was crumpled in my hand like a piece of trash, a symbol of all my hard work and sacrifice being thrown away. I tried to hold back my own tears, but they threatened to spill forth and betray my façade of strength and determination. I knew this was the right decision, the only way to avoid the inevitable pain and torment that awaited me in the Moon Pack. But the finality of it all was crushing, the realization that I was leaving behind a life I had worked so hard to build.But I knew that the sacrifice was necessary, that I had to protect myself from the darkness that awaited me in the Moon Pack.The mere thought of my father made my blood boil and my heart turn to stone. He was nothing more than a shadow of a man, a monster who had caused so much pain and suffering in my life. The idea of ever laying eyes on him again made my skin crawl, and the thought of being a