IsobelAs I walked closer to Ryle standing by the road, my heart raced with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. After days of replaying our encounter in my mind, I finally saw the person who had saved me. Thoughts of Ryle had consumed me, leaving me worried and saddened by what had happened to him. But now that the moment I had longed for had arrived, I felt a whirlwind of emotions.Approaching him, I noticed the band-aid still on his cheek and the bruises that adorned his face and arms, remnants of the incident that had brought us together. Despite the visible scars, there was a certain allure about him, a ruggedness that made my heart skip a beat. His unbuttoned shirt revealed a physique that I couldn't help but find attractive, though I quickly shook off those thoughts."Are you alright?" I stammered, caught off guard by his presence."You're not dreaming, you know. It's really me," Ryle said, his voice pulling me out of my reverie.I felt embarrassed when Ryle spoke, snapping m
IsobelThe next day, I felt something shaking my bed. But due to tiredness, I just turned away from it and continued sleeping. Seconds later, I felt someone slapping my cheeks. This time, my body was rocking, and I immediately thought there was an earthquake. But then I heard a voice speaking near my ears. I no longer needed to open my eyes as I knew it was Lorrie.“Wake up, princess! I told you I would pick you up early in the morning! Why are you still in hibernation?! YOU LAZY BEAR!”Lorrie’s high-pitched voice was enough to wake me up fully. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Lorrie all ready for our shopping trip. She looked annoyed and tried her best to keep me awake. So, I carefully got up and sat on my bed, yawning.“Come on! You were never late for any of your appointments. What happened?”“Sorry, Lorrie. I forgot to set an alarm,” I reasoned. Of course, I won’t tell her I didn’t get a wink last night because of daydreaming about the party. She would surely tease me about it.Lo
IsobelI felt a sinking sensation in my stomach as the Blondies quickly closed in around Lorrie and me. My day took a turn for the worse with their sudden appearance, catching me completely off guard. Lorrie seemed just as surprised as I was, scrambling to move and calling for help from the shop owner, but one of the Blondies blocked her path."Where do you think you're going, Lorrie?" one of them taunted."Come on, guys, don't be so cold. We're just here to chat," Lucy chimed in, her tone dripping with disdain as they looked us up and down.Their gazes lingered on me, their expressions twisted with disgust, particularly aimed at my simple jeans and plain white shirt. I knew my outfit wasn't anything special, but their reaction still stung.Lorrie, sensing my discomfort, erupted in anger. "What do you need from us? Why did you have to ruin our peaceful day?"“Ruin it?” Lucy acted innocent. “But we haven’t done anything. Well, not yet.”"Excuse me! We need some assistance around here!”
IsobelI checked the dress closely, admiring the V-neck, sleeveless, high-slit split gown. It was even lovelier than I had imagined. Clearly made for elegance, designed to make the wearer stand out. I stared at it from top to bottom, gently touching the fabric, and feeling its texture. To Lorrie, I must have looked like an innocent little girl admiring the most beautiful toy she had ever seen. Lorrie smiled and reached out, touching my shoulders.“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she said.I couldn't help but smile, my excitement bubbling over. "It is beyond beautiful."“You like it, don’t you?” Lorrie asked.I nodded eagerly, completely forgetting about the price tag, lost in the beauty of the dress. Lorrie must have sensed my honesty because she raised her hand, calling for assistance. While the assistant made their way over, I continued to gush about the dress.“The designer is a pure genius. It looks hot without revealing much and is focused on the elegance of the dress.”The assistant
IsobelThe anticipation for Ryle's party was palpable as we planned to arrive early to avoid drawing unwanted attention. Lorrie, Scott, and I had agreed to meet up at Mrs. Potts's cafe beforehand to get ready together. Mrs. Potts, always a motherly figure to us, had offered to close the cafe in the afternoon to lend us a hand.Then, we heard someone knock on the door.“That must be the makeup artist I hired for this event,” Lorrie exclaimed, and she was right. A woman arrived carrying her makeup kits. Lorrie introduced the artist to us and started applying some magic to alter our appearance a bit for the event.But our excitement turned down the moment the artist started her work. I couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy as she kept making snide comments disguised as jokes about our appearance. Scott and Mrs. Potts seemed uncomfortable too, yet they did not say anything.Finally, it was my turn."Wow, your skin could use some serious help," she quipped as she applied foundation to my fac
Ryle“Enjoy your special day, Ryle. Happy Birthday.”I smiled upon hearing Koa's greeting inside my head as I got ready for the party. Adjusting my tie in front of the mirror, a surge of excitement coursed through me. Tonight, I would be the center of attention, and for once, I was genuinely looking forward to it.“Thanks, bud.”"You seem genuinely pumped up," Koa confirmed. I nodded, feeling a sense of validation."I guess so. This year just feels different."Koa nodded in understanding. "You've got Isobel to thank for that," he said with a knowing smile.I couldn't deny it. Ever since Isobel came into my life, everything had felt brighter, and more meaningful. Just the thought of celebrating with her tonight filled me with joy.It was true; I was genuinely thrilled this year, and it wasn't solely because of the party. This marked my first birthday since meeting Isobel, and there was an undeniable anticipation in the air, a sense that this birthday held something more than the usual
Ryle Shannon and I both complied and went outside the room. As we headed to the venue where everyone was waiting, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. This year's event seemed to carry a different energy. Following the same routine as last year, I found myself in front of the camera for a photoshoot. The concept may have changed, but this time, I felt a newfound confidence exuding from within me, accentuated by the elegant suit I wore. Each smile I flashed was genuine, fueled by thoughts of Isobel. Even the photographers seemed taken aback by this transformation, their compliments ringing in my ears. "Great job, Mr. Ryle. Great shots. You may now enjoy your party. Happy Birthday," the head of the photography team congratulated me then allowed me to mingle with the other guests. Among the familiar faces, I spotted our close relatives. Their warm greetings added to the joy of the occasion. As I made my rounds, exchanging pleasantries, one voice stood out among the rest.
IsobelI feel anxious with all the wolves around, wearing their fancy dresses and effortlessly blending in. This party was nothing like what I had imagined. I just want to have a good time with friends without feeling out of place. Lorrie and Scott are my support system tonight and thank goodness they are with me. It is my first party ever, so I am completely overwhelmed.“There are too many people!” I exclaim. Lorrie looks at me with her forehead creased while Scott is chuckling."Of course, sissy! It’s a freakin’ party. Duh?” she utters sarcastically. She then points toward the right. “Let’s go there. The spot is great for us.”"I'm not used to loud places," Scott admits.”Lorrie, more experienced with partying, takes charge like a mom leading her kids. She finds us a table tucked away in a corner, away from the crowd of wolves. Finally sitting down, Scott and I feel a wave of relief wash over us."This spot is better. Thanks, Lorrie," I say gratefully."I hope this party will end s
"So the council members agreed with his delusions, huh?" I inquired, my tone tinged with disappointment.The head advisor nodded solemnly. "I was the only one who disagreed with the matter, Alpha. There's nothing I can do.""I see..." I sighed. My jaw tightened when the news hit my ears. I clenched the glass of scotch tightly before sipping its content in one gulp. The intoxicating liquid burned my throat a little but I didn’t flinch. Because more than the heat that this alcohol was giving me, it was my rage that kept me burning inside. "Letting that kid go would be an utter disgrace to the Vanderberg name. I refuse to tarnish the honor of my father just because of my foolish son."The head advisor offered a word of caution. "But Alpha... Your son appears resolute. It won't be an easy task to dissuade him."I took a sip of my scotch, contemplating the situation. "I know... And I have no one to blame but myself. If only I had taken immediate action against that lowly she-wolf. Perhap
Isobel Finally, the day of the concert arrived, and I found myself standing in line with my friends, eagerly awaiting our chance to see the Midnight Wolf perform live. Well, everyone except Thea, who seemed rather indifferent. "I don’t know why I agreed to this. I don’t even know that dude," Thea remarked, her skepticism palpable. But Lorrie, always the optimist, reassured her, wrapping her arms around Thea's and whispering, "Don’t you worry. Soon, you’re gonna understand the hype." She then turned to me, grinning mischievously, and whispered, "Sissy, once we're out of this concert, I’m gonna convert this dumb lady into a die-hard fan." I couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm, while Thea looked on curiously, demanding to know what was being said. Lorrie smoothly deflected, "Oh forget about it… Just make sure to enjoy this day cuz' once you’re out of here, a new Thea will be born." Scott and I shared a laugh, while Thea, still puzzled, watched Lorrie lead the way, linking a
RyleI summoned an emergency pack meeting, and everyone responded promptly. Their deep respect for me as the alpha heir was evident as we all gathered in the council room, each of us curious about the sudden call.Regrettably, my father couldn't be present; important matters demanded his attention elsewhere. Nonetheless, I steeled myself and proceeded with the meeting. The council members, acknowledging my role as the future Alpha, listened closely, likely expecting news they had been anticipating for some time.Inside the council chamber, the weight of their expectant gazes pressed upon me as I took a moment to collect my thoughts. With a deep breath to steady myself, I began, realizing that this moment was no longer just a vision but a reality I had to confront head-on."Good day, everyone," I greeted them, my voice firm. "I understand this meeting caught you by surprise, and for that, I apologize for any inconvenience."A council member from the Treasury reassured me, "You don't ha
IsobelFinally, things returned to normal. It was just another typical day, but I found myself incredibly thankful for it. My mind and soul yearned for these moments of peace in school—normalcy without worries or commotion, just peaceful studying and enjoying life with friends.“Let’s go grab some lunch with Ryle and Thea,” Lorrie exclaimed, grabbing my arm. Scott walked behind us happily. I shared in their happiness, especially since Thea had finally been welcomed into our group by Ryle and my best friends after a while.As for my bullies, Lucy and the rest of the Blondies, they were kicked out of Silver-U for their actions. They paid dearly for what happened, and even their own packs promised they would be punished accordingly.Without Lucy, Epsilon Elysium was left without a leader. The sorority decided to hold another election for a new leader. In the end, Lorrie unexpectedly won. She was hesitant at first, but eventually, she accepted the privilege.“How’s the new queen of Ep-El?
Isobel"I'll ask you again, child: Do you want to stay here with me?"It was a hard decision for me, but I knew my answer right away. It seemed like Dad understood what I wanted."Are you sure you want to give up this eternal happiness for a world that has only brought you pain and suffering?" Dad's voice echoed, showing his concern.I looked down, agreeing with Dad's point. The world I was born into was full of difficulties. Mom and I lived with shame because of something driven by love and sacrifice, their forbidden union. At Silver-U, I found some comfort among friends and even a wolf who became dear to me. But when I needed them the most, they all left, leaving me to face my problems alone. Pain and suffering seemed to be the only things that stayed with me in the world where I belonged. Despite my longing to be with Dad, his offer, though appealing, couldn't keep me here, not yet. There were things left unfinished, bonds I cherished. Maybe my idea of heaven was different—to be wi
IsobelI opened my eyes and found myself lying in the arms of an elder wolf. The old guy was smiling at me, and strangely, I felt comfortable, as though I knew him from a long time ago. Yet, I was certain we'd never met before. I tried to recall if we had crossed paths, but nothing came to mind. Still, being near him felt oddly warm, filling me with love and peace.As the mysterious wolf stood up and walked away, he beckoned for me to follow. My eyes remained fixed on him, drawn to his presence. When he spoke, his voice held a gentle command."Follow me..."And so, I did. Each step felt like a silent agreement with fate. His smile was reassuring as he guided me forward."Come here, look..."I turned my gaze to where he directed, and before us lay a breathtaking field. It was a scene of unparalleled beauty, one that I couldn't fathom existed. The elder wolf looked at me expectantly, asking a question that resonated deep within me."Do you love it?"I nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of e
IsobelI was left in shock by Kendra’s revelation. Horror coursed through me as I realized the truth. Kendra, whom I had initially seen as a kind angel sent to save me, was something far more sinister. I couldn't fathom that Kendra would stoop to such depths of cruelty. Jealousy, I realized, was a force more terrifying than I had ever imagined. I had always seen Kendra as perfect in everyone's eyes, but now, facing her dark side, I couldn't shake the terror creeping into my heart.Backing away from Kendra, I couldn't tear my eyes away from her as I pleaded, “Why? Why are you doing this to me?”Kendra smirked, her movements deliberate as she closed the distance between us. “Why? You should’ve known the answer, bitch. You took Ryle away from me. I have been with him from the start. You just came out of nowhere and suddenly, Ryle was all into you. You took my world from me.”I watched as Kendra's eyes changed, a chilling indication that she was not joking. I braced myself for what was to
IsobelI couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Kendra in such a place. She was someone I never expected to encounter here, especially after an entire year of not seeing her around school. But in that moment, as the thugs closed in on me, I was grateful for any form of rescue."I know you. You’re one of Ryle’s friends," Kendra uttered, recognition dawning on her face.Ryle’s friend clicked his tongue and retreated, leaving the thugs confused and annoyed. "What the hell are you doing, kid?" one of them demanded as Ryle’s friend made his escape. Another thug approached Kendra, suggesting, "Maybe he wanted to join the fun."The rest of the thugs cheered, their expressions filled with lust and excitement, but Kendra remained unfazed. "That’s the problem with lower-class wolves," she remarked confidently. "The ones who were completely forgotten by society. Fear has forgotten you."The leader of the thugs didn’t appreciate Kendra's boldness and confronted her. "Who the hell are you?" he demand
Ryle I panicked. It was me managing the steering wheel, trying to navigate through traffic as fast as I could. Everyone in the car wanted to get to Epsilon Elysium urgently, but for me, it was more than just a destination. Isobel was there, and I needed to save her from the torment caused by that vile she-wolf who framed her. Regret gnawed at me for not listening to her before, for losing trust in her. "Come on Ryle, I know you can go faster than this," Lorrie said, her concern evident in her voice. "Who said we're on top speed already?" I replied, pressing harder on the accelerator. We surged past other cars on the road, my driving becoming almost reckless in my desperation. Meanwhile, Scott's anger was palpable. "I never thought someone was capable of doing this vile thing. She must be punished for everything," he seethed. Thea, still crying in the backseat, chimed in, her voice thick with emotion. "That she-wolf deserves to be expelled from the school. She must be the one the e