Isabella. I quickly shoved myself off him as I realized that the hard surface was rather his chest. Taking a few steps back, I looked at the man who looked amused as he smiled at me.He was a male. A human male, with long blonde hair staring at me."Did I scare you? I'm so sorry." He apologized as his smile falters.I felt something slightly warm in my chest before I moved forward shaking my head."No, I'm the one who needs to apologize," I hurriedly say.He looked amused."I don't blame you, That dog barking out of nowhere would've spooked me too," I nodded, looking at the direction where the woman and her dog were far in the distance. Turning back to him, I watched as his hand came out."I'm Adian." He said.Looking at the hand, I felt cautious but shook it."I'm Isabella."I let go quickly. Before I could say anything, he spoke."So, what's a werewolf doing on this side of the city?"His words made me alert. I snapped towards him."How did you-?"His laugh caught me unaware. When
For the next few days, everything else felt better.The night that I had started over with Sierra was the real turning point in our relationship, as that night I ate dinner with her. I had introduced Treasure to her, which to my surprise made her transform, cooing and besotted at the child. After a while of seeing her uncharacteristic actions, she seemed to notice and apologized, embarrassed.“I’m sorry. I’m fond of children but I don’t know why I feel extra close to him.” She said.I wanted to tell her that she was his aunt, because that was the most valid reason, but the secret of my child was solely with me, and I was not planning on divulging. So I simply nodded with a smile and watched as she fawned over him for a few minutes.The days went on. The next day Sierra went to work early, being the morning shift in the bar. I used my time to walk around the house and help Agathe whenever she came around- despite her attempted disapprovals. In the afternoons when she left, I found mys
Back in my pack, there was once a man we used to call old doe. We would call him that because that was almost all he spoke of. As children, I, Connell, and Darius along with others, would always go to where he always stayed and ask him for stories. Every time, he conceded.As a little girl, I knew nothing of his personal story. It was not until I was older, long after he passed away that I understood. But as a little girl, every time I visited him more than several times a day, offering gifts or food. Every time he would graciously accept, but there was always a look he always had whenever he met me, no matter if it was once or several times a day.I didn’t understand the slight furrow of brows, the hint of mist as he darted around my features. But as I grew older I did.That was the same look that Leo gave me at the moment. It was one of forgetfulness. It was the look one gave a stranger.I willed myself to remain calm and unshaken.“No.” I breathed out.I couldn’t take it anymore.
Isabella's POV.“What?” I spoke aloud. I felt surprise and anticipation fill me at her statement. Realizing that I had said the words aloud, my eyes went to Leo, who wasn’t too far away. I was relieved to see that he wasn’t looking at us, or actively ignored us. It didn’t matter either way.I turned back to Sierra whose excited face had turned into a musing one, as though she was contemplating something. I shook her lightly to get her attention.“Sierra, what do you mean?” I said in a lower tone. I waited patiently for what she was going to say next.She instead shook her head and waved me off. “I'll tell you later.” She said.But I couldn’t let it go. Over the short period, I had become more than comfortable with her and I was eager to hear what she had to say. I tugged her lightly.“Please just tell me,” I pleaded.She gave me a warning stare. “Didn’t we agree in one week's time?” she spoke, quirking her eyebrow as she looked at me.Her words made me halt. Sierra sighed as she rele
Waking up the next morning, his face still appeared in my mind. I fisted the sheets as guilt filled me.I wanted to blame him. Hate him. He was the rogue who took my innocence, who left me pregnant with a child and didn’t even bother to remember.So why was I feeling so guilty?And the answer still rang true in me. But I refused to acknowledge anything.With a grunt, I trudged from the bed to move towards treasure. Whether it was due to my tumultuous emotions or the fact that I banged the door, he was near inconsolable for the rest of the night, giving me no time to rest until he fell asleep. Now? He was a happy child again. I sighed as I looked into his eyes which reminded me of the same as the day before. This was my new reality.It didn’t matter, I thought to myself as I carried him into my arms, while Violet rumbled satisfactorily at the move. He was still the boy I had carried for months, the one I birthed and the one I was living for. His changed eyes did not deter that.I took
Leo's POVWhen Sierra told me about her, I was bothered for the wrong reasons. No doubt, when I was informed that Sierra was in the hospital I panicked, thinking the worst. When I saw her in a good condition and even calm, the relief was insurmountable.But then I caught her scent, one which was mixed with that of a foreign wolf. The scent, no matter how faint, smelt of a pack, and a powerful one.When Sierra talked to me, I could barely think, high off the initial adrenaline from thinking my sister was in danger, to the presence of a foreign wolf which she was asking me to take in.I refused, adamantly before leaving.Her scent was from a powerful pack, and I thought she must have run away for some rebellious petty reason. I couldn’t invite trouble into my pack because of that.It took several days for Sierra to come barging into my office, tears in her eyes as she screamed angrily at me. I was confused at how different her attitude was and regret filled me as I found out. The girl
Leo's POV If before the thought of her was difficult to get out of my head, now it was downright impossible. The interaction, if it could even be called such, was repetitive in my head, making me believe that yes, I had met her before.Why else would I look at her to see instant fear? Granted, perhaps I was giving myself too much credit and maybe none of my thoughts were actually a reality, but I couldn't help it as the image of her, however sudden, was stuck in my head.It took two more days for me to cave. Free of urgent work, I was strangely filled with the urge to go back. By the time I got home, the sun had already begun to dawn. It was probably time for dinner, I thought to myself. No doubt Sierra was waiting there and when I came in, she was going to give me a snarky reaction.True to my thoughts, I met Sierra in the dining room. Unlike what I had expected however, she hadn't noticed me the moment I walked in. She looked pensive, waiting for either something or someone. As
Isabella's POV The next day I woke up peacefully and found Treasure still asleep.A knock on my door brought me up. I opened the door to find it was Agathe, bringing food. She stayed over and we talked while I ate."How's Leo?" The words came out before I could even stop myself. "He's gone. Left late last night, or early in the morning. Silly workaholic." "Oh." I blinked, looking down. There was nothing wrong with him leaving. In fact, I should have been glad. "How's Sierra?""She went to meet someone." The way the older woman phrased the last word with a mischievous smile made me know that it went even deeper than it looked. "Are you fond of staying inside and doing nothing?""I-" I spoke, instantly wanting to defend myself. But no words came out, because the truth was...I wasn't. Despite the vast library, I found the passing time quite... boring. It was one of the reasons I wanted to get a job."Why don't you meet the pack, familiarise yourself with the place?"That made me ins