Isla’s POVI woke up in my room the following day. It was clear that Dario had dropped me here. As I shifted to the other side of the bed, my nostrils were engulfed with Dario’s scent, allowing me to know he had stayed in my bed for a while.I got up, feeling excited and chirpy. Yesterday had opened the doors to something great, and I just knew that things were going to get better from here on.“You’re right!” Nima said, commending me. “And everything is because of you.”“Well, I can’t give myself all the praises yet.”“Why the hold-up?” She questioned, but I guessed she knew the answer to that already.Dario was known to switch up. He was Dario, and despite the fact that we had gotten closer and shared an erotic moment or moments rather. He might end up…“I thought you were looking at the positive part of things?” Nima asked. “I am, but I’m just trying not to get too excited.”“You shouldn’t hold yourself back!” She cooed. “With how things are going, I see yourself becoming the Luna
Isla's POVTime had passed, and the healer, Sapphire, hadn't spoken yet. I waited patiently for her to speak, the tension mounting with each passing moment as she studied me with a penetrating gaze. Dario's presence beside me offered some measure of comfort, his reassuring touch a grounding force that kept my discomfort in check. Finally, Sapphire broke the silence, her voice calm and measured as she addressed me. "Miss Isla," she began, rising from her seat with a graceful elegance that belied the gravity of her words. "I believe your recent experiences may be linked to the awakening of your wolf." I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest as her words sank in. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Sapphire's eyes met mine, her gaze unwavering as she continued. "It's possible that your recent transformation has triggered an imbalance in your pheromones, causing them to fluctuate unpredictably." I felt a surge of fear and confusion, my mind racing w
Dario’s POVAfter Isla left, leaving behind a faint trace of her scent, I set down the book I had been reading and leaned back in my chair, my thoughts swirling with the implications of her recent transformation. The page detailing excess pheromones lay open before me.While there were similarities in symptoms between Isla’s experience and what was in the text, I quickly noticed that Isla’s transformation that day had a more significant effect. She could sway even wolves that had sealed the mate bond with their mates. Also, when she shifted, the colour of her fur was silver and bright, just like the moon. I have never heard of a colour as unique as this. I focused on the page, trying to decipher the uniqueness of Isla's condition.She also told me she had shifted before, and it wasn't this bright. So obviously, it's because of another reason, and it has no relationship to the excess pheromones. Then what could the reason be? My thoughts hit a stone wall. I rubbed the temple of my hea
54:Isla’s POVAs I arrived at school, I immediately thought about how to confront Silvan.This was going to be awkward; I sighed as I contemplated how to handle the tension between Silvan and me that has become so evident in recent days.Well, when the guy you thought has a sister who hates you and even goes to the extent of kidnapping you, things just don't go back to normal between you guys, do they?I hesitated before stepping out of the car, opting to wait until the school bell rang, granting me a moment of respite from the eventual awkwardness that clouded our interaction.When I finally made my way to class, the timing was uncanny; I entered just as the teacher did, his eyes lighting up with a spark of recognition as I crossed the threshold.I quickly averted my gaze, his attention feeling like a spotlight on my every move. Quickly, I made my way to my seat beside Silvan, and I noticed how his face lit up when he saw me.Surely, he wasn't part of his sister's plan, right? I had
Isla’s POVWe stepped outside of the school building into the yard, and the cool afternoon air was a welcome relief to the chaos of the classroom.Silvan let go of my hand and looked at me with pleading eyes. He tried to open his mouth to talk, but it seemed like the words got stuck in his throat.“Come on, talk to me. I won't bite you,” I said, though internally, I added, if I do, however, ever find out you had a hand in this, you're gonna receive hell more than just a bite. “I… I'm so sorry, Isla,” he began, his fists clenched and unclenched as he became a nervous wreck. “I had no idea Kate would do something so treacherous. I would have come to your rescue in a heartbeat if I had known.”He paused, catching his breath before he continued. His gratitude continued to pour forth like a torrential downpour.“I also want to thank you, Isla. You believed me even though any normal person in your position wouldn't. I promise I'll do everything I can to make it up to you henceforth.” He co
Dario's POVAs I strolled towards Elena's parents' house, I couldn't shake the sense of apprehension gripping me. Despite their reservations towards Isla, they always treated me with respect, a gesture of goodwill rooted in our shared history. But today's visit held a deeper significance than our usual encounters. I knocked at the door, and the door swung open almost immediately. Diane Monroe stands at the entrance door. Surprise is etched on her face as she probably hasn't expected my visit.“Alpha Dario, this is a surprise, come in.” She said as she led me inside the simple abode. Entering their home, I exchanged polite greetings before broaching the delicate topic of Isla's recent pheromone releases.“I just had an urgent matter to discuss with both of you. I won't take long.” I reply as I make myself comfortable.“What do you have to discuss with us Dario?” Mr Monroe, Isla’s grandfather, steps into the living room with a guarded expression on his face. "Mr. and Mrs. Monroe, I h
Dario's POVAfter speeding through the traffic and breaking a lot of traffic laws, I finally arrived at my destination. As I drove towards the academy, my mind buzzed with anticipation, eager to reunite with Isla after our brief separation.But as I approached, a sight that ignited a flicker of anger greeted me: Isla was talking to Silvan, and she broke up the conversation and walked hurriedly towards my car. What the actual fuck. My jaw clenched with frustration, my wolf snarling at the sight of another male so close to her. Pulling up beside her, I flung open the door for Isla, my expression darkening as she climbed in. I close my eyes and take deep breaths in order to calm down and not let my possessiveness get the better of me. I leaned in towards Isla, and a surge of desire coursed through my veins like a raging inferno. The sight of her, so close yet tantalisingly out of reach, ignited a primal urge within me that I struggled to contain. With each passing moment, the magnet
Isla's POV"Please love me now," I plead, feeling like I've waited an eternity for this moment. But as his lips start kissing the nape of my neck, all tender and gentle, I realise that the wait has only intensified my desire.His left-hand releases mine from its confines above my head, and they find their place perfectly on his shoulders as if they were always meant to be there. Each kiss he drops on my body makes me moan and wither, his touch leaving me mildly wet and craving more.As he pushes my shirt down my shoulders, I turn away, facing the window, suddenly feeling shy and vulnerable in my nakedness. Sensing my uneasiness, he inches closer, the robe barely clinging to my elbows, barely covering my modesty.Throwing his t-shirt to the backseat, he grips my waist firmly, pulling me towards him until our bare bodies are pressed against each other, radiating heat and desire. I turn my head slightly to meet his gaze, my mind racing with hundreds of thoughts and desires. Bending my
Five years later. I woke up to the sound of my children's excited voices, their laughter cascading through the air like a warm, familiar embrace. Pulling my eyes open, I gradually focused on my daughter. She was standing really close to me, with her hands crossed behind her back "Mommy, come downstairs! Quick!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Her hands, which were crossed behind her back, moved forward to touch mine. "Mommy, come on! Quick!" she exclaimed, with a higher pitched tone. I tried to understand my daughter’s sudden need for me to go downstairs. I glanced at the clock on my bedside, and I realized it was just eight in the morning. It was quite early. Very early. I sighed, turning to look at Selene who seemed to have given up. When she saw I wasn’t budging she let go of my hands and headed out of the room. Then she returned few seconds later, with a pretty determined face. “Mom, this is really important.” Not long after she said those words ,
Isla’s POVThe night was quiet. The only sound breaking the stillness of the air was the soft rustle of leaves outside our window. I lay in bed after I had managed to put my daughter to bed, dozing off. Suddenly, a cry pierced the silence, a sound that jolted me awake. My eyes flew open, my heart pounding, and without hesitation, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my bare feet meeting the cool wooden floor as I rushed towards the nursery. Dario, who had heard the sound of our daughter’s cry, rolled out of bed. He walked behind me, his steps slower than mine.I pushed open the nursery door when I got there. Dario and I had put the nursery in order some days ago. Actually, Dario had done all the work; I just stood there watching him since he wouldn’t let me help.Gliding past the entrance, I felt a surge of warmth fills me at each step. I moved to the crib, which was adorned with soft blankets and stuffed animals. Then I reached for my baby, cradling her gently in my arms."Hush
Isla’s POVI stood wrapped in Dario’s arms, with my heart racing with excitement.. Dario, had just proposed to me.It all felt surreal like none of it was true and I was leaving in the walls of my imagination, but as I glanced at the sparking gem in my hands. I knew that, this was far from being surreal. It was real and I was going to get married to the man of my dreams.If someone had told me some months back that I would end up with Dario. I would never have believed that person, but here I was today, leaving my dreams.Dario pulled his hands away from me, he placed a soft kiss on my ringed finger, then he moved his hands to my face.“My Luna!” He said softly. I blushed not hiding the fact that I was filled with joy. During that moment, the thought of spilling everything that happened to my parents crossed my mind. I wanted my padre to know that everything turned out fine."Dario,” I called out to him. “I want to tell my parents about us," I said.Dario smiled warmly, his eye
Dario’s POVI walked into the mansion with Isla by my side. Finally, the battle was over.I stared at her as those thoughts settled in my mind. The victorious look in her eyes was not so different from mine. She must have noticed that I was staring at her because she looked my way, and I noticed as tears began to full from her eyes.“We did it!” She said with her lips curved up. “We finally did it!”“You did it!” I said moving close to her. I wrapped my hands around her body, planting a kiss on her forehead. The joy in my heart couldn’t be contained, and right now the only thought on my mind was finally seeing my child—my daughter.My hands which were on Isla uncurled and my eyes swerved in the opposite direction staring at Jonas.“Inform the men to take care of the bodies and clean everywhere up.” Jonas nodded at my reply, after that was said I turned to look at Isla.“Let’s go see our child.” Together, we made our way up the stairs, crossing the bodies that were at the staircase.
Isla’s POV The battle unfolded before my eyes, as I ran upstairs. I watched as more of the attackers stepped into the mansion walls with their weapons in their hands. It seemed that Dario had called upon on his men from the human base because I noticed that among those attackers were men far more armed and ready to take down whoever dared to stand in their way.As I ascended up the stairs the sounds of body dropping to the ground filled my ears. A sign the men were already taking action.“Do you think it’s going to work?” Nima’s voice spilled into my mind as I continued to walk.“What is?” I questioned, trying to grasp what she was trying to say.“The plan you have to weaken the cursed blood.”“I know it will. The fact that this idea crawled into my mind means it will work and if it doesn’t we would find another way.”Nima didn’t say any words after and I focused on the hallway ahead of me. I arrived in front of the room where my grandmother was staying with Diane and my baby. I tr
Isla’s POV “I think I need to have my rest now.” I said standing on my feet.” Diane rushed on her feet, she headed in my direction but a loud sound which filled the atmosphere had stopped her midway.“What’s that?” She asked, moving her eyes from me to our grandmother.“Maybe something fell.” Our Grandmother said. “Those guards can be quite clumsy one almost—“The sound repeated itself this time louder than before. “I don’t think that’s a mistake.” I said with my eyes landing on Diane. During that moment I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. The feeling was so strong and I knew what it meant.“I think the baby is coming.” I said.“Isla, are you sure?” Diane asked.“Yes.” I screamed. “It is time.”My eyes which was once on Diane landed on my grandma who looked shocked. With a raised tone she spoke up, running towards the hallway to get a hold of the guards.“We need to get to the hospital now!” I could hear my grandmother say. “We can’t waste anytime.”Diane moved close to me she help
Dario’s POV (2 months later)Time flew by very quickly, and the arrival of my daughter was closer than I expected it to be. The joy of becoming fatherhood filled my heart , but underneath that joy was fear. I couldn’t shake off the thoughts that I might mess things up or something would go wrong somewhere. No matter how many times I tried to convince myself internally that handling things after the child was born would be an easy task those treacherous thoughts would return.Kai on the other hand felt otherwise and I wasn’t surprised. The joy in his heart was one he wasted no time to spread for instance this morning.I had gotten up much earlier than usual. The sky was still dark, and from the looks of it. It would take a while before the sun would arrive.I made up my mind to jog, well that wasn’t my first choice. After, I couldn’t fall asleep and the fear about being a terrible father had taken over my mind. Kai ever so considerate had suggested that I head out for a run.“Running
Silvan’s POV Months had passed since I had set my eyes on Isla. My mind wasn’t at rest. I wanted to see how things were going with her and how she was doing even if it was just getting a glimpse of her.I made up my mind the following week to do so. With my men going to the pack for an attack, Dario would be out of the house making things so much easier.At the arrival of the following week, I set out to the pack . I had taken a narrow route, instead of the main path so I wouldn’t be seen. I bursted out at a trail which stretched out into the forest that was pretty close to Dario’s mansion.I parked my car there, and continued on foot. It was pretty difficult navigating through the path on foot but I managed to find my way. The top of the mansion looked at me as I reached the end of the forest. I inched closer until I arrived at the main road. I made my way down the road that pointed to the mansion entrance and when I got there, I realised only two guards were stationed outside.A
Isla’s POVI watched as Dario got into the car. My mind was a bit unstable but I didn’t dwell on it. If Dario could handle the first attack then I was sure he could handle whatever was thrown his way this time.I walked into the house, Grandma was waiting in the sitting room with Diane. The minute I stepped into the sitting room they turned my way.“Are you fine Isla?” Diane was the first to speak up and I smiled her way. “I’m okay, a bit scared but fine.” I took my seat close to her and she shot me a calm look. “I know he’ll be able to handle whatever comes his way.” I added.“Of course.” My grandmother joined in the conversation. “The only thing I’m concerned about is why this people keep coming back.”“I wonder the same thing too.” Diane said. “It’s strange.”“I feel like they’re here for something and they are yet to get it.” I said casually. Diane and my grandmother agreed to my words, they also had a feeling that the attackers were here for something.We spent the rest of th