ISADORA POV
Making my escape from the pack, running through the night, the darkness of the untamed wilderness cloaked me as I sought refuge in my stepfather's pack. I needed a safe place to rest, a place where I could gather my strength and protect my child from the dangers that lurked around us.Arriving at the borders of my stepfather's pack, exhaustion threatened to consume me, but I pushed myself forward, driven by the love for my child and the desperate need for solace. The scent of familiarity greeted me as I stepped into the territory, and I made my way towards the main den, praying that my stepfather would grant me refuge. Eamon would be mad at him if he found out he allowed me to hide here for some time. I can only keep my fingers crossed right now.Knocking on the door, my stepfather, Alpha Philip, stepped out. His expression was a mix of surprise and concern. "Isadora, my dear, what brings you here in the dead of night?" he asked, his eyes searching behind me, clarifying whether I came alone."I had to leave," I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. "I needed to find a safe place for my child and myself."His brows furrowed, suspicion flickering in his eyes. "But your home with Eamon should be safe enough, shouldn't it?" he asked, his voice laced with doubt.I hesitated for a moment, knowing that I couldn't reveal the truth, not to him or anyone else. "It's complicated," I replied, trying to sound convincing. "I needed some rest, and I thought coming here would be best."My stepfather narrowed his gaze, his intuition sharpened by years of navigating the intricate politics of various packs. "Isadora, you're not telling me everything," he said, his tone firm. "If all you needed was rest, then your castle with Eamon would be an even more comfortable place to find it."Swallowing hard, feeling the weight of his scrutiny. "I just needed to get away for a while," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "Please don't inform Eamon that I'm here."He studied me for a moment, his eyes searching mine for the truth. "Isadora, you can't keep running from your problems," he said, his voice gentle yet insistent. "If something is wrong, you need to face it and fix it, not hide from it."Tears welled up in my eyes, and I turned away, unable to meet his gaze. "I can't do that without strength; that's why I'm here to recover," I admitted, my voice choked with emotion.My stepfather stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I may not always agree with your choices, Isadora, but you are my daughter, and I will always protect you," he said, his voice filled with a mix of tenderness and concern.The weight of his words and the memories of the love he once showed me overwhelmed me, and I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "Thank you," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I just need some time to figure things out and protect my child."He nodded, his expression softening with understanding. "While you're pregnant and caring for Eamon's heir, you can stay here as long as you need," he said, his voice unwavering. "But remember, running away won't solve anything. You have to face your fears and confront the truth, whatever it is, because I know certainly for a fact that you're not telling me everything. Besides, the toad doesn't run in the daytime for nothing; it's either something is chasing it or something is chasing it. Clearly, Isadora, something is chasing you. That's the only reason you'll be knocking at my door this late in the night with your pregnancy, but it's fine if you don't want to tell me; I respect your decision."I nodded my head in response, too weak to say anything else.My relationship with my stepfather remained complex, a mixture of past affection and the strain of our conflicting motivations.The next morning, the sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue over the pack's territory. I stood at a distance by the alpha's den balcony as I watched the pack members go about their daily routines. A mixture of emotions swirled within me: relief at finding a safe haven, but also uncertainty and fear of the consequences that might follow.In the midst of the tense atmosphere, as I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I overheard the hushed conversation between my stepfather and someone on the phone from the window. My heart skipped a beat as I heard Eamon's name. What was my stepfather doing? Had he snitched on me, betraying my trust?"I thought you should know," my stepfather's voice echoed, filled with a mix of concern and tension. "Isadora came to seek refuge here last night, claiming she needed some rest. She said she didn't want you to know; I found that strange."The sound of Eamon's voice came through the phone, and my heart raced with trepidation. "What? Why would she do that?" Eamon's voice was laced with surprise and confusion."I'm not entirely sure," my stepfather replied, his tone careful. "But I have a feeling that something is troubling her deeply. She seemed broken and lost when she arrived."Eamon's anger was palpable over the phone. "Did she say anything about why she left? Did she mention me at all?"My stepfather hesitated for a moment before replying, "She didn't say much, but she seemed hurt. It's possible that something happened between you two. You need to talk to her, Eamon. She needs you."Before my stepfather could say anything else, Eamon abruptly ended the call. I could feel the tension in the air, and my heart pounded in my chest. He was coming for me, and I wasn't ready to face him, not after the pain he had inflicted upon me.Fear and uncertainty gripped me as I realised I had to leave to escape before Eamon and his men arrived. Without a moment's hesitation, I made up my mind. I couldn't confront him, not now. I needed more time to heal, to gather my strength, and to protect my child from the storm of emotions that surrounded us.With tears streaming down my cheeks, I slipped away from the den. I couldn't risk going back into the living room to grab my stuff, my heart heavy with the weight of my decision, but I couldn't bear to see Eamon.My breath came in ragged gasps as I ran, my heart pounding in my chest and tears streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't face Eamon, not when the wounds of his heartless betrayal were still fresh. The pain of his callous words weighed heavily on my soul, and I knew that I needed time and space to heal before I could even consider confronting him.I ran as fast as my feet could carry me, heading in the opposite direction from both my stepfather's pack and Eamon's. The stress of running for so long, coupled with the weight of my pregnancy, began to take its toll on my body. Even though I used my werewolf abilities, my vision blurred, and my legs felt like lead. The darkness of the wilderness seemed to close in around me, and with one final step, my strength gave out.I collapsed to the ground, my body crumpling in a heap of exhaustion and despair. The tears continued to flow as I lay there, overwhelmed by the weight of my emotions.As the minutes ticked by, my consciousness wavered, and the darkness threatened to consume me. The world around me became a blur, and I could feel myself slipping away.EAMON POVI arrived at Alpha Philip's territory with a sense of urgency gnawing at my gut. The convoy of cars came to a halt, and I wasted no time stepping out, my heart pounding in my chest. I needed answers, and I needed them now.What had caused her to run away? Why was she avoiding me?I stormed into the main den, my eyes searching for Alpha Philip. "Where is she?" I demanded, my voice a low growl. "Where's Isadora?"Alpha Philip looked genuinely puzzled. "She was here," he replied, his tone tinged with concern. "It's like she disappeared. I've asked my men to look, but we can't find her anywhere."My fists clenched at my sides as I struggled to contain my anger. "Don't tell me bullshit," I roared, my voice echoing through the air. "She's pregnant with my child. She shouldn't be wandering around on her own, with my heir in her womb."Alpha Philip's eyes flickered with a hint of amusement, and it only fueled my frustration further. "I tried to talk to her, but she said she needed ti
ISADORA POVSlowly opening my eyes to a sight of unfamiliar surroundings, my eyes spinning, slowly regained focus. I was lying on a soft bed in what seemed to be a cozy cabin. Confusion and disorientation clouded my mind as I tried to piece together how in hell I had ended up here."Where am I?" I mumbled, my voice weak from exhaustion, as I struggled to get into a sitting position.A young woman with wild, chestnut hair and sharp, curious eyes walked in front of me. She had a kind face, but there was a hint of mystery and resilience about her. "You're safe," she said, offering me a reassuring smile. "I found you unconscious in the woods, and I brought you here to rest properly.""Who are you?" I asked, my memory slowly returning. "And how did you find me?""My name is Lisa," she answered, sitting down beside the bed. "I live alone in the woods, and I happened to come across you while I hunted for meat. When I saw you were pregnant and unconscious, I couldn't leave you there. It looked
EAMON'S POVMy heart raced as I continued my desperate search for Isadora, her scent lingering in the air, leading me deeper into the forest. I couldn't bear the thought of losing her, not when she held the key to my throne. The prospect of finally finding her filled me with both excitement and anxiety."She can't be far," I muttered to myself, my breath visible in the cold night air. "I can feel her presence."The chase had taken an unexpected turn, and I knew that time was of the essence. With every step, the connection between Isadora and me grew stronger.As I followed the trail, I came across a man who seemed to be in a hurry. His eyes darted nervously as he spotted me. He had a look of triumph in his eyes, as if he held the key to my salvation, and before I could say a word, he blurted out, "You're Eamon, the soon-to-be Alpha King, right?" He said it with a smirk.I nodded, trying to contain my impatience. "Is there a problem?"The stranger's smile widened, and he crossed his arm
ISADORA POVAs we finally reached the outskirts of Aleoria, the neighboring town, our bodies were weary from the long run. Lisa and I knew we needed a moment of respite. We slowed our pace, our breaths still heavy, and took in the sight of the town with a mixture of relief and caution."Let's find a place to rest for a while," Lisa suggested, her voice slightly breathless. "We can't keep running like this; besides, your condition demands it."I nodded in agreement, my heart grateful for the chance to catch our breath. As we walked into the town, the curious gaze of its inhabitants fell upon us. I could feel their eyes studying us, assessing the strangers who had ventured into their midst. We walked through the streets, searching for a place where we could find rest and refuge—a quiet corner where we could sit down and gather our thoughts.As we settled in a small inn, I turned to Lisa, curiosity tugging at my thoughts. "Lisa, can I ask you something? How did you end up living as a rogu
EAMON POVThe council meeting was in full swing, discussions echoing off the chamber walls as my pack members shared updates and strategies on retrieving Isadora. I sat at the head of the table, my mind divided between the matters at hand and the ever-present ache in my heart for Isadora. The search for her had consumed my thoughts, driving my decisions and fueling my determination."Alpha Eamon," Victor's voice cut through the chatter, bringing my attention back to the meeting. His expression was grave, and his eyes locked onto mine with a seriousness that made my pulse quicken.I leaned forward, the tension in the room obvious. "What is it, Victor?"He cleared his throat, his gaze unwavering. "We've received reliable information about Isadora's whereabouts, but I'm afraid I don't have good news."My heart skipped a beat, a rush of adrenaline surging through me. "Where is she? Is she okay?"Victor's words hit me like a punch to the gut. "She's in the custody of Alpha Jack, leader of t
ISADORA POVThe dungeon's cold and damp atmosphere wrapped around us like a suffocating embrace as Alpha Jack's men led Lisa and me down a set of stone steps. The torchlight flickered on the rough-hewn walls, casting eerie shadows that danced around us."Welcome to your temporary abode!" one of the men sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.I exchanged a glance with Lisa, a mixture of frustration and unease bubbling within me. "Temporary or not, we don't belong here," I retorted, my voice laced with defiance.Another man chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Oh, the Luna of Aeloria speaks," he taunted. "How poetic. Pity the Alpha's mate isn't here to witness your grand entrance."Lisa's grip on my arm tightened, her fingers digging into my skin. I could sense her frustration and anger, mirroring my own. We were captives in a game we never signed up for, and the jeers of Alpha Jack's men only fueled our determination to escape this predicament."We won't be here for long
EAMON'S POVI paced back and forth in the dimly lit study, holding a glass of whisky in my palm. My heart hammered against my chest, anxiety clawing at my thoughts. The rescue operation had taken longer than expected, and every second that passed without news about Isadora's safety only intensified my worry.Victor sat in a chair nearby, pouring himself a drink, the bottle on the table, his typically stern expression etched with concern. The tension in the room was palpable, and the minutes felt like an eternity."Where are they?" I muttered, my voice edged with frustration. "They should have returned by now."Victor, unhappy about not leading the rescue, spoke up. "Eamon, we have to trust Luka and the others. They're doing everything they can to bring Isadora back safely."I ran a hand through my hair, the worry etched across my features. "I know, Victor, but I can't help but feel this overwhelming sense of dread. Isadora's life is in danger, and I should be out there with them."Befo
Eamon's PovThe day of Luka's funeral arrived, a somber and overcast sky matching the heavy hearts of the pack. We had gathered in the pack's ceremonial grounds, where a makeshift altar had been set up, adorned with flowers and candles. Isadora watched from the window of her chamber, her friend Lisa standing beside her, their eyes filled with sadness and guilt. She hadn't said much since her return, she was always locked in and her friend Lisa did the running around for her, I could see that Luka's sacrifice weighed heavily on her, or maybe it was more, coupled up with our relationship issues and baby on the way .As Alpha, it was my duty to honor those who had fallen in the line of duty. Luka had given his life to protect Isadora, and he deserved a hero's farewell, it's the least I could do, people misunderstand me most times including Isadora but I'm just only trying to put my pack first . The pack warriors stood in formation all dressed up in the fire wolf pack uniform , their head