ISLA"So, tell me," I say in a relaxed tone to Sandra, and she turns to me."Tell you what?" She tinges her brows."How did he look? How did he sound? Does he look well-fed? Did he meet you with anyone?" I ask all in one breath, and she just stares at me."What? Tell me..." I whine, pouting, and she huffs a sigh, rolling her eyes."Okayyy. He looked alright. He sounded worried, curious, angry, and annoyed, of course, and his voice was quite deep if I can recall properly.""Well fed might be a stretch. But he looked okay. I don't know how he was before, so I won't be able to make a comparison. But he's actually a sight for sore eyes." I smile as she speaks."You didn't tell me that his eyes brighten up whenever your name is mentioned." She bumps shoulders with me, and I blush."They do, don't they?" I say, totally love struck."I can tell that he really likes you. Loves you even. He said, and I quote, 'I'd do anything for Isla.’ Isn't that just romantic?" She teases me, and I giggle li
Days have passed, and the feast is happening tomorrow night. To say that I'm excited for it would be an understatement.I'm not excited for the feast on its own, but for what is going to go down in it. I'm excited to finally see Oliver after what seems like months.Would he miss me? Of course he would; he's Oliver.I've been thinking of different scenarios in my head constantly. Would he like my dress? Would he kiss me? Would he go along with my plan?There are just so many things that could happen, and I can't wait for them to happen.But for the present, I feel like taking a break. So instead of spending my entire day in my room wallowing in loneliness and hating Harry, I've decided to visit the kids again.Yes, yes. I'm going to visit Denise and her fun class with Sandra accompanying me again.She was so on board with me when I told her I wanted to go there again. I guess that's a good thing, right?"Do you think I'm pushing it?" I ask Sandra as we walk past the courtyard. She scru
"What is going on here?" Harry's voice booms all over the area, and everyone disbands, going back to where they were before.Even the children are scared of Harry. Damn.I'm the only one still standing where I originally stood. Harry eyes me, and I narrow my eyes to slits as I stare right back at him.His eyes casually stroll to Simon, and the kid breaks a sweat as he immediately turns over his paper, hiding the drawing of Harry.Unfortunately, this makes Harry suspicious, as he starts strolling over to where I'm standing.Dang it!The kid has gone still, and the surrounding air becomes tense. I swear only a knife could cut through the increasing tension in the air.Once Harry gets to us, he crouches down to Simon's level."Good day, Alpha," the boy greets him in a cautious and frightened tone.Harry ignores the boy's greeting, and his eyes move to his paper. From this side, it's obvious there's something on the other side of the paper.Harry then turns back to the boy with an icy loo
ISLAThe day is finally here. What I've been looking forward to all week. I'll finally get to see Oliver today after such a long time. I just can't wait.As I put on my dress, a sense of pride washes through me. My black and gold dress is the perfect look for me, with little sequins running down the length from my knees.The top of the dress is sheer and has a heart-shaped neckline. Then there are shimmering gold sparkles all over the dress. I pair it with black heels, and I wear my hair down, leaving it in its natural wavy nature.My makeup is light, but my lips draw attention because of the dark wine-colored lipstick worn on them. I don't bother with jewelry; I already look eye-catching.Sandra isn't with me because she herself is getting ready for the feast; yes, she got an invitation. Which is a smart move on Harry's part. He clearly knows that without her around, I wouldn't even bother leaving my room.As I walk out of my room and over to the ballroom, where the feast is taking p
This is bad. This is bad. This is beyond bad.How much did Harry hear? I mean, he couldn't have heard that munch, right? And we didn't even say anything awfully descriptive. That's good. I'd be able to change the context of everything if he asked. "What are you doing here? I mean, next to us, here here." I internally face-palmed myself for sounding so guilty and suspicious.Harry eyes me warily for a few seconds, then heaves a sigh. "I wanted to ask you to dance with me." He clears his throat, and my face scrunches up in confusion as I veer back."What?" My tone is sharp and precise."You heard what I said." His voice drips arrogance and impatience, causing me to frown and fold my arms."Well, I don't want to dance with you." I huff, and his nose flares up."Why not?" He growls, and I'm tempted to growl right back at him.Who does he think he is? Coming over here to command me to dance with him. Harry is highly delusional; I can see that now."I don't dance with asshole alphas." I ja
"Isla..." The figure says it, and my heart melts. I'd be able to recognize that voice anywhere."O-Oliver," my voice breaks as I speak. He walks closer to me, and I'm able to make out his features.As he walks towards me, my legs do the same for him. Once we get to each other, he wraps me in a hug, and I lose myself in him."I missed you so much." I murmur as I inhale his scent."I've missed you more, my love." My heart bursts, and we stay in that position for a while.I hold him, and he holds me, like we're the only ones that matter. Because we are. I see him, he sees me, and we're together now.I don't know when I start to sniffle, and Oliver disentangles from me."My love, please don't cry," he pleads with me in a soft voice as he uses his thumb to wipe the tear stain on my cheeks."I just missed you. I missed you so much." I say as it finally sinks down into me.No matter how I've been holding myself up ever since I came, I really missed my family. And seeing Oliver here, a lot of
"They know." Sandra rasps, and I scrunch my eyebrows."Who are they? And what do they know?" I inquire impatiently, and she starts to shake her head. "Come in." I tell her, widening the open door so that she can enter my room.When she does, I lock my door and turn to her. She stands in the center of my room with a helpless look on her face."I don't know how, but they found out that someone breached the borders." She rants in a panicked tone, and my being freezes.Oh my gosh. Oliver."Wait a second, Sandra. What are you trying to say? They saw him leave. Please, just explain to me." I know I sound hysterical, but I can't help myself."I'm not sure. The Alpha was about to make an announcement when someone interrupted him. After you left, that is, one of the guards came in to tell him that their security had been breached.""The pack is under lockdown now. Every person's room is searched. The Alpha wants to know who is harboring a trespasser. Also, he sent wolves beyond the pack to sea
"So why is your scent the only thing clouding the borders?" Harry asks in a serious tone as he leans forward in his chair.I knew it. I knew something wasn't right."What do you mean? I don't understand." I try to make sense of the situation, but I can't."Oh, don't play dumb with me, Isla." He drawls in an agitated tone."I know for certain that you're incredibly weak to perform spells that could make you be in two different places at the same time. That could've been the only logical explanation, but it can't be. And you're not a witch.""So tell me. You were in your room all night, so how and why is your scent clouding my borders?" Harry stands up from the chair."Are you sure that it's my scent?" I ask. "Don't give me that bullshit. I checked myself." He snaps, waving me off, and I start to fiddle with my fingers."Why is your scent all over my borders?" He asks again, but this time he does it slowly, emphasizing each word.I take a deep breath and flex my shoulders, trying to ea