Isabeau's POV
The doctor arrived and assured everyone that I'm fine. I also convinced them of the same, trying to act as normal as possible now that I finally understand the situation. I know the truth about Leo and what she really thinks of me and I hate her now, for all the terrible things she did to me in my past life but no matter how much I can't stand her, I must act normal in front of her and everyone else. I can't let her suspect that I already know her plans, she's a smart girl and she could easily come up with a new plan, something I won't be able to predict or stop. That would only make surviving more difficult.
As far as I know, I have only two major doom flags; Leo and of course Alaric. Leo might have done all the plotting but Alaric is the one who ordered my death.
I can certainly come up with a way to deal with Leo but what about Alaric? What should I do about him?
"We'll have to come up with a plan very quickly. A major event that leads up to our doom is coming up in a month." Aello notified me.
I tried to remember what it could be and then it finally hit me. I'm turning 18 in a month and I'll be getting married to Alaric on the same day!
No! There's no way I can marry him! I have to stop this marriage at all costs. My marriage to him was the beginning of my downfall so I absolutely cannot let it happen. But what do I do?
I tried to stop the marriage in my last life but I failed and it was for a different reason. I knew Leo was in love with him so I wanted her to marry him in my place but our parents blatantly refused.
The chances that they'll agree in this life is probably zero so that's out of the question.
I must find a way to stop this marriage, my life depends on it.
If I can't get my parents to end my betrothal to him, then I can get him to call it off on his own. If he decides to break the engagement of his own free will then no one can force me to marry him but how do I get him to reject me?
"I don't think putting a stop to this wedding will be a problem." Aello suddenly speaks.
"Why do you think so?"
"According to Leo's confession before our death, she'd been poisoning Alaric's mind against us for a long time so I believe he should already hate us by now." She states.
"You're absolutely right! That means I don't have to do anything too extreme. I could just walk up to him and ask him to call off the wedding, he hates me so it shouldn't be a problem." I speak delightedly with a clap of the hand.
If I can succeed in this, the likelihood of my untimely death decreases. I have to go see him right away, every minute is precious.
I quickly change into something suitable and make my way to the palace, hoping things will go my way.
When I arrive at the palace, I'm directed straight to the garden where Alaric seems to be engaging in a duel with one of the warriors in training.
He easily dodges a blow, taking advantage of his opponent's opening and striking him in the stomach, which forces his opponent to back away in pain.
Alaric had always been strong, it was part of the reason why I was so drawn to him the first time.
He finally seems to notice my presence and as expected, he doesn't seem too happy to see me. At least the feeling is mutual in this instance.
"Isabeau, to what do I owe the sudden visit?" He asks, not sparing me a glance as he continues sparring with his partner.
"Nothing much, I have something very important to discuss with you so I'd like you to lend me a little of your time." I request and he sighs, finally pausing.
"I'm afraid you came at a bad time but since it seems urgent, I'll hear you out at least." He says and I'm barely able to stop myself from rolling my eyes.
He gestures to the other guy who takes his leave and he leads the way while I quietly follow him.
We both take a seat at the patio, which gives us a clear view of the beautiful garden.
A few maids soon appear and serve us some refreshments before taking their leave.
Alaric silently sips on his drink, not being polite enough to acknowledge my presence. His behavior and arrant arrogance makes me want to punch him but I hold back.
I can't help but ask myself. How on Earth did I fall in love with someone like him? Was I so blind that I never saw how shallow he was until it was too late?
Now that he's seated in front of me once again, nothing about him appeals to me, not anymore.
This is the same man who I used to adore, little gestures from him would leave me a blushing mess, just being in the same room with him used to excite me to the point I thought I would faint.
I worked hard for his love even after marriage but never once did he look at me with passion in his eyes.
Even when I made the first move while we were married, he always rejected me and cast me aside, all the while holding my sister in his arms and showering her with all the love that was meant for me.
The thought of it makes my blood boil. Never again will I let myself be treated in that manner. Now I live for myself alone, only my survival matters in this world.
I no longer have any feelings for this man, it was nothing but childish affection but my death at his hands was enough to cure me of my delusions.
"Are you going to speak or do you simply wish to waste my time?" He snaps and a smile forms on my face.
"Absolutely not, I'll go straight to the point. I want you to call off our Mating Ceremony." I speak without mincing words.
"What?!"
For the first time, I see something other than irritation on his face. His genuine look of shock amuses me.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I'm pretty sure I used words that were simple enough to understand. I'm no longer interested in marrying you so I want you to call off our ceremony which will be taking place in a month." I reiterate.
"I heard you the first time, why would you make such a request of me?" He asks, his eyes fully focused on me now.
"I believe the question should be, why not? I mean it's not like you and I love each other or anything.
In fact, your behavior towards me gives me the impression you don't fancy me even a little bit so I'm doing you a favor.
I know the arrangement was made by our parents but that doesn't mean we should blindly go along with it. I believe we should be free to decide who we spend the rest of our lives with.
Rather than entering into this marriage which would clearly make the both of us unhappy, wouldn't it be better to go our separate ways?" I ask rhetorically.
"No."
When the word hits, the smirk on my face instantly disappears.
"What do you mean no?"
"It's simple, I'm not going to call off our wedding. I'll get married to you on your birthday, the day you turn 18."
"Why? You should be happy with my suggestion so why are you refusing to call it off? Why do you want to marry me?" I demand, absolutely livid.
There's no way I'm going to let him ruin my second chance at life. I won't die at his hands again, I refuse!
"I'm not answerable to you, my decision is final. We'll be getting married in a month's time so you'd better prepare appropriately. I refuse to speak further on this matter." He concludes and stands up.
I follow suit. He attempts to leave but I grab his arm, stopping him.
"You can't leave yet, we're not done talking."
"We're done when I say we are. Now be a good girl and let go of my arm, I don't want to have to use force on you." He threatens and I reluctantly let go.
He walks off, leaving me standing there, defeated.
There goes my first chance. What am I gonna do? How do I stop this? I feel helpless, everything's slowly unfolding in front of me but I can't do anything.
An image of my miserable, battered and half dead self, mocked and mistreated in that cold dark cell flashes through my mind, instantly giving me chills.
I can't let that happen again, history mustn't repeat itself. I'll just have to find another way.
But how do I go about this? Why is Alaric suddenly hell-bent on marrying me when he couldn't even stand me in my former life?
Could it have something to do with his father, the Alpha? Alaric married me the first time only to fulfill the expectations of his father. He must be trying to do the same thing in this life as well, that has to be it.
I can't stay here sulking all day, I have to return home and come up with a new plan as soon as possible. Operation stop my marriage to Alaric is in motion.
I return home and as soon as I'm in my room, I slump into bed.
"What do we do now, Aello? My parents won't call off the wedding and neither will Alaric. I have to take desperate measures. What do you think about getting into an "accident" a day before the ceremony?"
"That won't solve the problem, simply push it forward. If you're hurt before the wedding, they'll just postpone it till you get better."
"That's true. Should I run away on the day of the wedding?"
"That's a little too extreme. Besides, where will we go? Before Leo's evil plans have a chance to kill us, starvation will, if we do that."
"You're right again. I can't seem to think of a suitable solution, I wish I had Leo's devious mind. This wouldn't be so difficult then." I lament.
"There is one other way, although it might be nearly impossible to achieve."
"What? Spit it out, I'm willing to try anything as long as it'll work."
"The Lycan King, Stellan. Leo said he was in love with us in our first life. He's far more powerful than all the Alphas so if we could get him on our side, he could guarantee our safety." She suggests and my lips stretch in a wide grin.
"I see what you're getting at. I'm surprised I didn't consider it first. My job is simple, I have to get the Lycan King to marry me, not only would I be free from my betrothal to Alaric, I would become untouchable.
King Stellan is my salvation………"
Isabeau's POVA new found hope floods me with joy and I'm finally able to relax back into my bed."Don't get too happy yet." Aello speaks,"You mustn't forget that everything in our previous life is yet to happen. This is a different reality, one in which King Stellan doesn't love us. Heck, he's yet to know we even exist. This certainly won't be easy." She concludes"That might be true but as long as there's a chance, I'll take it. I made him fall for me the first time, though unintentionally. I'm pretty sure I can do it again, especially if I put my mind to it. I have to come up with a plan now, one which will ensure my marriage to the Lycan King." I assert.The best way to go about this is to first gather as much information on him as possible. In order to capture one's prey, it's essential to learn everything about them.I won't have to search very far either, the women of this Pack are notorious for gossip. I'm sure I'll be able to get the information I need without rousing any su
Isabeau's POV"What are you doing, Isa? Are you really going to just let them catch us? You're a smart girl, think. We can escape this situation unscathed." Aello cheers me on and some of my evaporated courage returns.She's right. If I let something as little as this deter me then there's no way I'll be able to get King Stellan to marry me. Think, Isa, think. There must be some way out of this.I'm currently faced with two enemies, this snake and those scouts. If I take out one, the other will attack me so the only sensible option is to turn the situation in my favor by making my enemies attack each. Yes! That's it!Mustering all my courage, I swiftly catch the snake by the head and it hisses and wriggles in my grasp. I unwrap it from my leg and pause. As soon as the scouts are only a foot away from me, I throw the snake at them.This freaks them out and they panic, trying to get the animal away from them in order to kill it. This catches the attention of the other scouts who quickly
Isabeau's POV"Your Majesty!" They all turn around and bow, letting go of me. With my heart palpitating in my chest, I slowly turn around to see the man that I've traveled thousands of miles for.As soon as our eyes meet, I feel a mild pounding in my chest as my stomach swirls with butterflies.His strawberry blonde hair falls over his face, shaping it nicely. His face structure is just perfect with high cheekbones, a nicely shaped nose and full pink lips. His eyes are the most intense shade of amber I've seen. I instantly feel weak in the knees as his eyes settle on me. I'd always known he was handsome but how is it that I never noticed just how gorgeous he is? Or is this sudden attraction because he's my savior?His expression switches to a grimace as he turns his attention to the guards."Who is she? Am I to believe this little wolf is the cause of the ruckus in my castle?" He asks, his voice lit with annoyance and I'm taken aback by it.I remember his words to be much more gentl
Isabeau's POVBefore I can recollect myself, the guards surround and seize me.They are ruthless, they drag me out of the throne room and all I can do is struggle, kick and cry but it's no use.Why do I even bother? It's already over. He rejected me twice and it hurts more than I could have ever imagined, probably because I'm as good as dead.Now I have to return to my Pack and relive the same miserable life all over again, I couldn't avert the bad fate despite all my efforts.I'm tired. Very tired.A sudden wave of exhaustion shakes my body to its core and my vision goes blurry.Before I can understand what's happening, I lose control of my body and I feel it slumping.A loud thud follows and I realize I'm on the floor but there's no physical pain; just fatigue, and a subtle ache in my chest. I can feel my heart pounding, it hurts just a tad bit but I can't understand why.I want to get up but I can't. I feel the hands of the guards grip my body in an attempt to pick me up but I sudd
Isabeau's POVMy heart races in my chest as I find myself pinned against the cold, unforgiving marble wall of King Stellan's bedroom. My eyes widen in sheer terror as I stare into the chilling gaze of the mysterious man before me. His eyes are glowing with an eerie light, sending shivers down my spine. I desperately open my mouth to scream, but his large hand forcefully covers my mouth, turning my cries into muffled grunts.Panic surges through me as I struggle against his unyielding hold. I push, kick, and fight with every ounce of strength I can muster, but it's futile. His grip is unbreakable and his strength feels overpowering. A sinking realization washes over me—I am utterly helpless against this strange man.Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he releases his grip over my mouth, allowing me to gasp for precious air. Fear and anger mingle in my voice as I muster the strength to demand."Who are you?…and where is King Stellan?"Much to my displeasure, instead of answering
Isabeau's POVI brace myself as my mind reels from the implication that my life and rebirth has somehow paved a way for the malicious demon before me, to become wickedly involved in mine and King Stellan's life. I decide to demand answers, my voice laced with fury and disbelief. "How could you say such a thing? I’ve never met you before and I didn’t even know Stellan personally before today!"Aster smirks, relishing in the intensity of my anger. "Oh, Isa, you fail to comprehend the complex depths of life and death. But don’t worry we’ll get to that soon. Anyway, back to my story. It’s almost impossible to quantify the amount of desperation and longing for health that consumed our dear little Stellan. His whole childhood was stolen by his debilitating illness, leaving him eager to make friends and socialize. That is why after he received his healing, he went on to become the friendly and jovial King everyone once knew in your past life."Aster continues, his voice dripping with pride
Isabeau's POVShock ripples through me as I realize the extent of Stellan's predicament. I feel a wave of guilt crash over me, as I begin to understand that my very existence, my rebirth, has inadvertently shattered Stellan's life and condemned him to be trapped in the clutches of this malevolent demon.Aster smirks, relishing in my despair. "Yes, Isa, Stellan's life is now at my discretion. He lives only for as long as I choose him to. I hold the power over his very soul."I can no longer contain the guilt and anger welling within me. My voice trembles with a mix of sorrow and determination as I confront him. "You may revel in your twisted games, but I refuse to accept this fate for Stellan. I will find a way to break this contract, to free him from your clutches."Aster's eyes narrow, his amusement turning to a cold, calculating gaze. "Do not delude yourself, Isabeau," he warns, his voice dripping with dark certainty. "The bond between Stellan and I is unbreakable. You may try, bu
Isabeau's POVAt first, I assumed it was a dream. The tapping on my face felt faint and gentle, so I continued to sleep.But the tapping still continues, becoming a little more insistent now.Finally, I slowly awaken from my slumber, my eyes flutter open, only to be met with a startling sight.Perched on top of me is a vision of possibly the most beautiful child I have ever seen, smiling warmly at me. I blink, my mind still foggy with sleep, wondering if I'm caught in the midst of a dream. But the child's presence feels real, tangible."Are you fully awake now?" the child playfully asks, tapping my cheek once again. I flinch at the touch, feeling the slight sting against my skin. It must mean I am truly awake.I take a moment to observe the child more closely. Fiery red hair, cascading in gorgeous waves, frames a face that is both delicate and beautiful. His eyes, crimson and captivating, hold a familiarity that tugs at my memory. Who is this child? And how did he come to be in my roo