Tristan had told Isabella that he had fought Victor and gave up because his people had betrayed him, but what he didn't tell her was that there was another reason why he had chosen to leave. That night when Tristan had run away from the pack, from Victor and all that they represented. He had gone straight to a place where no man dared to camp. He had gone to the burial ground, a place where the first Alpha of his bloodline had been buried. That night he had been afraid of the ghosts, not the ones buried in the burial ground but the ones that were deep inside of him.He had gone straight to the tomb stone that was the largest among all the others, there was a symbol carved on the stone and he carried the same symbol on his chest, it had been there as long as he could remember. It was the mark of the curse, and his father had told him all about the mark. Tristan had laid down on the stone as he remembered it all, the pack's betrayal, the shame even the look in Leandros eyes.He had run
They both turned to find Lydia the Lunaris pack healer, staring at the both of them. She walked up to them as she said,“Thank the Gods for finally sending you back home.” Isabella and Tristan were hit with the biggest shock of their lives as each of them was wondering why she was happy that Isabella had returned.“Lydia,” Isabella said. “I never thought I was going to see you again.” “I have missed home and everything about it” she said as she gave Lydia a hug. “What have you been doing with yourself?” Lydia asked “Fighting and running from enemies” Isabella replied smiling. “What has been happening here?” Isabella asked.“A lot” Lydia replied with a sadness in her voice that didn't go unnoticed by Isabella. “I can see your baby is growing really fast. How far gone are you now?”Isabella looked at her and said “I don't even know, been too busy running from enemies that I haven't even bothered to find out”“Oh Isabella” Lydia exclaimed smiling, “You are still so much the war
Alpha Leclair was shocked to hear her voice. She was the last person he expected to see even though he had prayed on this sick bed everyday that she would come home before he went to join his ancestors. He immediately struggled to get up with Lydia's help and he realized it was actually Isabella and that he wasn't dreaming.He smiled as Isabella walked up to him in three long steps to get to his side. Lydia was smiling seeing father and daughter reunite. Isabella hugged her father. She had missed him so much and just then all the emotions she had been holding inside of her melted and she began to cry. The tears ran down her face but she didn't mind as she was happy to see him again after everything. Her father was just okay holding her in his embrace. “Oh father, I'm sorry I disappointed you” Isabella cried. “I didn't mean for it to have happened that way.”“No my child, I should be sorry. I was too hard on you and I shouldn't have been.” Isabella's father said. “I looked everywher
Lydia and Isabella got to her place to find Tristan very restless. They both wanted to laugh but held themselves from laughing.“I can see the both of you trying so hard to hold your laughter, you can't blame me I was worried,” He said and the ladies couldn't hold it anymore and began to laugh at him.“You should have seen the look on your face,” Isabella said. Tristan crossed his arms watching them as they both laughed to their satisfaction. “When you are done with the laughing you can tell me how it went.” He said with a smile on his face as he finally relaxed.“Everything went well, only I fear that my father may not survive this illness” she said with a sadness to her voice. “He wants to meet with you” Isabella said Tristan was shocked. “Meet me?” He asked. “I was surprised too,” Isabella answered. “He also spoke about calling a meeting and announcing me as the new leader of the pack.” “That's good then, you don't need to run from the enemies anymore as you will have the
When Isabella had left her father's presence after the meeting with the elders, she went to meet Tristan to tell him how everything had gone. Tristan was happy for her but there was a look in his eyes that Isabella saw before Tristan had quickly hidden it.That look… Isabella understood it. Now that she had been given the responsibility to lead her people, it made his mind go back to his own pack and the thought of how he had left his pack in the hands of a traitor because he felt that his people had betrayed him.“Tristan, Isabella said, “I know you are thinking about your pack and how this, my being an Alpha changes everything.”“No Isabella,” he said. "There's something I didn't tell you, there's a curse that runs in my bloodline, it's the curse of madness from too much power. I saw it take my grandfather as he allowed the power to control and consume him and that's why I ran”Isabella was just hearing this secret for the first time and she didn't know how to take it, but she coul
Ever since Tristan had run away from the pack, things had not been the same anymore. Leandro sat in a corner as he was having his breakfast, he had thought that by staying back he would be able to make a difference but it didn't go as he thought. Victor's men were everywhere, moving and ordering members like they owned them. He had just sat back and allowed Victor take the Alpha title, he didn't do or say anything about it. He remembered his words that night “I'll stay for the people.”“Did I really stay because of them?” He thought, or was it out of fear of the unknown or the fear of being branded a traitor. He felt he had betrayed his alpha by choosing to stay back. The look in Tristan's eyes when he was leaving that day has haunted him everyday since he left.“You aren't eating your food.” He looked up and saw her, Maya.She was a single mother, who lost her husband in one of the wars and children to feed but she had the heart of a warrior. She doesn't like Victor at all and was
On his way back, Tristan could not get his discussion with Isabella out of his head. “What if she was right and he needed to go back and take his rightful position,” he thought. But he was scared, how would he know who will still be loyal, what if his people now saw him as a weakling. They might not understand why he left. Tristan at the end decided to go back and hide to look around and know what was going on at the pack.Leandro went in search of Tristan, his mind filled with different thoughts. What had Tristan been thinking that night? Had he truly left to protect them?, or had it been the only way out?He told himself all those questions weren't necessary now, all he needed to do was to find his Alpha. After walking for hours in the woods, his instincts sharp as he moved. Suddenly he heard a sound like someone was moving through the trees. He instinctively lay low, his senses alert as he brought out his dagger. He heard a faint sound like a twig cracking, he waited patiently an
Just then Leandro looked and saw Victor. A smirk on his face with so much confidence. He had ordered the wolf beast to hold back as if it was some kind of trained ferocious dog. Leandro could see that Victor only wanted to show them that he was in control. Leandro didn't have the time for Victor's drama, they needed to get out of here quickly. He gave Tristan a look which was a sign that only the both of them understood and in three quick strides he had slashed the ropes and freed Tristan and they broke into a run.On seeing that they had been outsmarted, Victor sent the beast after them. Its growl could be heard through the woods as they ran. Leandro and Tristan knew that they needed a level playing ground if they were going to defeat this monster and they didn't have that opportunity here and now.“Leandro! Tristan! This way” Seraphina called out to them. They quickly looked in the direction of her voice and saw her standing close to a passageway. She urged them quickly as she cou
The fractured packs had been united and there has been peace since then. But each day that passes without any issues, was like a blessing to Isabella.“What's up,” Rhyke asked. “This look on your face, tells me something is wrong.”Isabella smiled but Rhyke can see she is not happy.“The weight of having to lead, knowing that anything can happen at any moment bothers me.” She said,“Thanks Rhyke, I really appreciate your loyalty and I'm sure father would have been proud of you if he were still here.”“The pack is my family too, so no need to thank me,” he said, “We all bear the burden together with you. I have not regretted working with you because you are an excellent leader.”Isabella breathed deeply as his words comforted her.”Tristan and Leandro will be returning soon. I can't wait for them to return.”Rhyke smiled with a smirk. “You miss your man huh?” “Who wouldn't? He's a wonderful man.” Isabella said with a smile on her face."I'm sure everything will be fine till they ret
Isabella stood away from the warriors as they were training and the one person on her mind was Felicity. Rhyke had asked her to give her another chance and at that time, she agreed because of the information but now that she sees her practicing with her people, she has an odd feeling.“You still don't trust her?” Rhyke said as he was standing near here. He had followed Isabella's eyes and saw that she was looking at Felicity and there was a friend on Isabella's face.“Each time I see her, I remember her betrayal and I still think she has not changed.”As they were talking, Felicity waved in their direction as she saw Isabella looking at her and Isabella waved her back.“She's good though. She fights well,” Rhyke said. “Why don't you have a talk with her, and find out for yourself if she's changed or not.” He suggested “It's not possible to know if she is, I know my friend she's a sweet talker, but I'll try anyway.”“Let me go check on Tristan,” he said walking away.Isabella nods h
The first claw scraped against the stone like someone dragging metal over glass. He had moved fast, pushing Seraphina behind a broken pillar just as a black wolf lunged at them. The thing that followed wasn’t a wolf, not fully. It was wrong. Its bones jutted at odd angles, its eyes pitch black, and its skin moved like liquid shadow. It let out a screech that was disturbing to the ears.“These must have been born out of magic, or someone is just messing with what he doesn't understand,” he said, low and grim. “There are too many for us to fight.”The Moon Witch, the one they’d hoped would help, was already moving to the pool of water. She whispered something in an old tongue, and the water flashed bright silver before fading back to stillness. She turned to Seraphina.“You need to run. Now.”“I’m not leaving you.”The woman raised an eyebrow, not amused. “Child, you are power on the edge of chaos, they didn’t send one of them, they sent twelve. They know you are here and they want y
As the dancing and celebration was going on, Seraphina sat in a quiet corner. She could sense that this unity was about to be put to test. She remembered how she had come to know about her powers and her involvement in the prophecy.Seraphina had sat at the edge of the stream. She was barely 25, an Omega of the DarkMoon pack. She always loved coming to the stream. There was a kind of peace it gave her. It was very cold, almost snowing but she didn't mind. She just sat there listening. The water had always spoken to her. Today it whispered warnings, names, places, and secrets. It whispered something terrifying.“You have been chosen to protect the child,” it said. “The child who will end the war and save what’s left of all the clans. The child must live, or all will fall.” Seraphina blinked, as she was surprised to hear this. She didn't know what child it spoke of. She wasn’t even high-ranking or respected. She was an Omega. Lowest rank in her pack. Constantly overlooked. And yet the
After that great battle, the members of the both packs went about their daily activities in peace. And with the birth of the pure Alpha, there was great hope of a better future for the werewolf kingdom. Isabella and Tristan had called a meeting of all the packs that were willing to stand with them to build a better future. Today was the day of the meeting. Banners from each pack fluttered in the breeze, freshly sown, newly inked, lined side by side. The wolves had come. From the frozen lakes of the North, from the deserts of the South, from river clans and ancient bloodlines tucked into the mountains. They arrived, most of them with caution. Not yet sure of the promised unity.But they came. They came because of what some of them had seen and heard. Tristan stood confident at the head of the pack with the curse no longer on him, the fire in his veins turned to something calmer. They came because they’d seen Isabella, holding her son with grace and strength, her eyes sharp, her prese
There was no time for jubilation yet, they had a battle to win. Tristan, Rhyke and Leandro went to finish what they had started. They left a few of the warriors with Isabella and the baby. It was a fierce battle. The bodies of dead warriors were scattered all over the ground. Tristan stood in the midst of it all, his chest rising and falling as the rage pumped through his veins, his armor cracked while his blade was dripping. The last wave of the enemy had come against them like water on rock, and as he started to shift, something inside him had begun to take over. He could feel it, the old rage was coming back to the surface, scraping its teeth along his spine. Every strike he’d delivered on the field had come easier than the last. He had allowed the rage to take over him. His vision had started to blur again, his hands began to tremble but not from tiredness. It was the curse rising within him and he had let it.He staggered towards the altar. He could hear Leandro barking out ord
Isabella could no longer hold onto the barrier, as she began to have labor pains. The pain was intense and in the middle of the battle. Just as the battle was raging, she screamed. The scream could almost be heard through the battlefield. And The sounds of her screaming made Tristan freeze where he stood. The blood dripped from his fingers, while his chest was rising with every breath. A Storm was coming and the clouds became dark. The thunder clapped like war drums. But it was her screams, her pain, that stopped everything inside him. He turned around and immediately saw she was kneeling on the ground. Rhyke was by her side already and two other warriors near the ridge, her face was pale, and she was sweating seriously. She held her stomach with one hand while reaching out with the other one to no one in particular. “It’s time!” Rhyke shouted looking in Tristan's direction. “She’s in labor!” “Now?,” Tristan mumbled, confused. He didn't know if to keep fighting or go to
Isabella had been rescued but just as Seraphina had said. They had begun to prepare ahead for the storms that were coming. Edmund was just a dark force they had defeated. They knew he would come again. There were more of them. If they were to save their kingdom from people like Edmund they need to begin fighting as one to destroy everything that is threatening the kingdoms.They sent out messages to all the loyal packs and they began to form an alliance of loyal packs in order to defeat all the terrible, wicked and rogue gangs. After the defeat of Edmund, he had called on Alistair of the Eagle claw pack and Declan Hawke of the Red Fang pack and made a deal with both of them. They are to cause a war and fight the Lunaris pack. The plan is to weaken her and the pack so that Edmund can strike again immediately after the fight. One cool evening, Isabella was having a meeting with her beta Rhyke, when Felicity came in. Isabella wondered why she was here again. The last time Felicity was
The fear in Isabella caused her skin to react to the cold night air as she was dragged through the woods. Her strength seemed to have been taken by the dark magic that had been cast upon her. She had watched as her pack members had fought so hard but the dark powers that they had brought was too much for them to handle. Edmund and his evil men didn't fight fairly. The odds had been against them and it was obvious to her that they could not win this fight.The darkness that had surrounded them was too much and Edmund looked like a crazy man consumed by power. She had seen the fear in the warrior's eyes, in Rhyke, and even Tristan, even though they all had fought so hard, and Isabella's heart had been torn apart. She could not bear to see her people go through all that pain. She was their leader and it was her responsibility to care for her people and their safety. So she had willingly given herself to him, it was clear what he wanted was her and the child and she could not bear to lo