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Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 71. "You guys!"
Isla’s POVAdrenaline was still coursing through my veins, and that near-something incident that happened with Silvan filled me with rage and exhaustion. I wished I had a wand or something to move the desire Silvan deluded himself with to Dario. Out of the school and out of Silvan's reach for the rest of the day, I became confused about what to do and where to go till it was closing time. Of course, I could not possibly go home and risk Dario throwing a barrage of questions at me.As I racked my brain, Diane’s bright and sunny smile flashed in my mind, and I grinned. That was it!Even better was that her house was close to the academy, plus I would finally get to see a visual painting of the place my mom grew up in. “Hello, princess,” she chirped dramatically from the other end of the line, her energy so full and pure that I allowed myself to get lost in that for a full second. “Guess who is finally coming over…” I trailed off. “You?” “Yes!” I replied. At first, she was mute,
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 72. Several dead ends.
Dario’s POV My mind had grown restless since Isla’s kidnap, and my desire to keep her safe gnawed at me. I worried about her. I knew that the slightest harm that came to her would break me. Protecting Isla was my top priority, and I intended to do so with all my might.The investigation was also meeting several dead ends. Katherine had blatantly denied having any ties to an accomplice. She had insisted she worked solo, and her only motivation was the hatred she felt for my mate. I knew she was lying, especially since Isla confirmed the phone call to Katherine’s phone just before we rescued her. Just to cover the grounds, we explored every scenario as to why Katherine would kidnap Isla solo. Isla was not in a love triangle with Katherine. Isla had never wronged Katherine in any way. In fact, they had only met up once before the kidnap. From the investigations, none of these were the case. So, what was the true intention here?Lost in my deep thoughts, I did not immediately hear my
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 73. ...my voice trembled
Isla’s P.O.V I dragged my feet to the pack’s graveyard, and my heart raced as I approached my parents' grave, the weight of my grief pressing down upon me like a suffocating blanket. My thoughts grew heavier with each step, tangled in a web of sorrow and longing.The familiar sight of the weathered stones sent a shiver down my spine. I knelt before the graves and dropped the flowers on the ground, my fingers tracing the letters carved into the cold, unforgiving stone, my fingers trembling with emotion."Mum... Dad..." my voice trembled, choked with tears as I struggled to find the words to express the anguish that consumed me. "Mum...Dad…" I whispered, my voice barely more than a broken sob. "I miss you so much." The silence that greeted me was deafening, broken only by the soft rustle of the leaves and the mournful howl of the wind.At that moment, the weight of my loneliness crashed over me like a tidal wave, threatening to pull me under its relentless tide. Amidst the pain I felt
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 74. My gaze softened.
74:Isla's P.O.V"What I have to say," he paused, "…is considered more of a.... confession".“Okay?” "The incident that happened between us," he started. Here we go again. Couldn't my day get any worse? Why would he not just relent? I kept having an unpleasant back-and-forth session with Silvan, and it was killing me. I have utilised every ounce of patience I had left in me and might just beat him to a pulp... that was if he was not like ten times stronger than I am.Silvan's eyes brimmed with anticipation as he poured his heart out to Isla, his words hanging in the air with a sense of urgency. "I did it intentionally. It was not an effect of the full moon or anything. I- I made that up," he fidgeted, completely avoiding eye contact with me.I had been upset earlier by the mere thought of the kiss, but I consoled myself by the fact that he said it was the full moon’s fault. Now, he dared say it was not? I felt my blood boil, my anger rising from ten to a thousand."I liked you, alri
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 75. Twisted sense of hope
75: Silvan’s POV As Isla disappeared from sight, my heart twisted with bitterness and anger. Emotions bubbled within me like a simmering cauldron. I watched her retreating form with a mixture of longing and resentment. My mind was clouded with obsessive and possessive thoughts fueled by the rejection I had just endured. The audacity of that little girl…rejecting me, not once, not twice, but three times in one day alone. I sneered as I walked home. A dark impulse gnawed at the edges of my consciousness, whispering sinister suggestions into my ear. My wolf seemed to like the ideas. He reasoned that if Isla did not belong to me, then she should belong to no one. Isla's blood would serve a higher purpose; after all, my pack needed her blood to wash away our sins, and she would serve that purpose perfectly.The notion sent a shiver down my spine, but I could not shake the twisted satisfaction that accompanied it. I imagined Isla's blood staining the forest floor, a macabre offering
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 76. A complete simp for Dario
76:Isla’s POVA wave of exhaustion washed over me, the events of the day weighing heavily on my mind. For a moment, I imagined what it would be like if Dario was all over me like Silvan was. For one, I would probably not even be at the academy anymore. I would go to all his functions with him, I would trail behind him anywhere, happy to just be in his presence. I knew that was the bare minimum. I knew I had no standards whatsoever, but I did not care. Nima made me shameless. Of course, blame the wolf. I chucked at the thought of my wolf rolling her eyes at me. I was exactly like Silvan- a complete simp for Dario. Speaking of Dario, I tiptoed into the building and quietly shut the door behind me, hoping with all my heart that I did not bump into him. I honestly was not ready to face him right now. I just wanted the comfort of my room. “Isla…” someone familiar called behind me, and I turned around, my weariness melting away at the sight of Diane sitting on the couch, her face etched
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 77. "Wow, isla, this is amazing!"
Isla’s POV With flour dusting our cheeks and sauce smeared on our aprons, Diane and I giggled like schoolgirls as we tossed pizza dough in the air, attempting to recreate the perfect circle.It took a good amount of pleading to get the Italian chef to release the ingredients for the pizza. He had insisted he did not want us messing with his ancestral meal. And seeing his expression from where I stood, I knew we were not getting the circle right and it bugged him. I told Diane who guffawed and made faces at the chef. He tried to force a smile which made us laugh all the more. Our laughter mingled with the smell of melting cheese and sizzling toppings, filling the kitchen with a sense of warmth."Okay, Diane, let us see who can make the best pizza!" I declared, a competitive edge creeping into my voice as I surveyed the array of toppings spread out before us.Diane grinned back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're on, Isla!" she replied, rolling up her sleeves and diving into th
Wanting My Lycan King Godfather 78. Please Help Me
Isla's POV.Sitting on the bare floor in the cemetery my face red and scrunched up as hot torrents of grief coursed down my face“Why did you have to go Dad? Why mom? Now I feel alone, I feel abandoned." I wailed, my voice coming out in cracky shrieks.I saw shadowy silhouettes make their way to me from a distance. The hue of the approaching dawn making it hard to see. In no time, they were in front of me and I was happy. I knew I was. I had wanted to smile, but my lips were stiff and the tears still fell down in torrents. What was happening? I could barely make out my mom's face. I could not be blamed though. She had left me when I barely had memory of anything or anyone. But I remember how she smelt, the faint scent of vanilla that teased my senses was forever etched in my mind. I guess it contributed to my unhealthy addiction to vanilla scented perfumes, candle and anything there is. “You could have stayed longer with me, Mom. I needed you, you know.” My bottom lip quivered as I
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