LOGIN~ISLA~It was finally the day Roman was taking us home.My mind was elsewhere buzzing with nerves, excitement, and that strange, overwhelming flutter that came whenever I was near him.Even though he told me that he had settled everything in the pack and they were waiting eagerly for me to return, I was still so nervous. "You don't have to be so nervous. We can stay here if you want," Roman assured me with a smile. "And rule over your pack from here? Wise thoughts, Alpha," I taunted and he laughed heartily.Aaron appeared suddenly, stepping toward Elsie with a grin that seemed almost conspiratorial. “Hey,” he said lightly, “why don’t you ride with me? Give them some privacy.”Elsie blinked at him, then blushed. "Just you and I?" She still had a massive crush on him and she was doing a terrible job hiding it. "Yes, you and I," he chuckled. "I'm sure you don't want to be listening to all of this." "I guess we can leave, if it's not a bother," Elsie meekly said, a little nervously.
~ISLA~The next morning, I woke up feeling quite sore from the night before.It was the first thing I noticed, the dull ache in my body, the warmth of last night still clinging to me.I opened my eyes fully and saw Roman lying beside me, propped slightly on one arm, watching me. His gaze softened the instant my eyes fluttered open, and suddenly I was painfully aware of everything, how close he was, how exposed I felt, how tangled my emotions still were.I felt flushed immediately.Heat crept up my neck, across my cheeks, settling deep in my chest. I looked away, suddenly shy, suddenly unsure of what this morning meant after everything that had happened between us.I pushed myself up, clearing my throat. “I… I’m going to have my bath,” I muttered, already swinging my legs off the bed, desperate for space, for cold water.I barely made it two steps.His hand wrapped gently but firmly around my wrist, tugging me back. I stumbled, landing against the mattress again as my heart jumped.“W
ISLA The minute his fingers made contact with my skin, a shiver ran through my skin. His lips pressed gently against mine, a slow kiss. Teasing, testing, but soon, the gentleness faded away. . My hands instinctively went to his chest as heat coursed through me. Every nerve in my body was screaming for more, and I felt myself melting against him. Even though I was a little anxious moments ago, every form of hesitation faded away as our bodies collided. He jacked me up, my legs instantly wrapping around him without breaking the kiss. The world narrowed to the heat between us, to the way his breath hitched when I tightened my hold, to the faint tremor I felt beneath his steady hands. His forehead rested against mine for a heartbeat, as h broke off the kiss briefly. Our lips were still touching, giving us both a chance to breathe, to reconsider. But his eyes, dark, intent, searching, told me everything he didn't say. It felt like he was bare before me. “Isla,” he murmured. The
~ISLA~ Roman was the first to pull back. “I’m sorry,” he said immediately, his voice low and strained. “I shouldn’t have done that.” Before I could even process them, he took another step back. Then another. Putting distance between us, like he was forcing himself to remember some invisible line he wasn’t allowed to cross. “I won’t cross your boundaries again,” he added quietly. “I promise.” And then he turned. Just like that, he walked away, his long strides carrying him out of my reach, out of my space, out of whatever fragile moment had just shattered between us. “Roman…” I started, but the word died in my throat. He didn’t look back. I stood there alone in the parking lot, my heart racing, my lips still tingling, my emotions a tangled mess I couldn’t begin to sort through. I didn’t even stop to think about it. I just drove, hands tight on the steering wheel, heart pounding, emotions tangled and messy and loud in my chest. By the time I got to back to the peach house, I w
~Isla~ It had been one whole week. Seven long, dragging days, and I was moody as hell. I noticed it in the smallest things first, the way I snapped at nothing, the way my patience wore thin faster than usual, the way everything felt dull and heavy no matter how hard I tried to shake it off. I told myself it was work stress, exhaustion, anything but the truth. It was the damn gifts. They were gone like they never existed and it was all in my head. No flowers waiting for me. No notes at all. None of those thoughtful gifts to brighten up my day. Nothing. And I hated how much I noticed. I kept catching myself glancing at my car when I closed from work, half-expecting to see something on the hood, something tucked carefully where only I would notice it. Every time there was nothing, my chest tightened just a little more. Had he really given up this time? The thought should have relieved me. It was exactly what I had told him to d. But instead of peace, all it brought was this stra
ROMAN After she was long gone, after her car had disappeared completely from sight, I finally stepped out of mine. The temperature felt colder than it should have as I crossed the short distance and bent down. The flower I gave her lay there on the ground, just as she had thrown it out. I picked it up slowly, wondering why she sent out a single rose from the entire bouquet. That was when I noticed the folded paper wrapped around it. A letter. For me. An unexpected warmth spread through my chest. For a brief moment, I just stood there, staring at it. Nervousness crept in, unfamiliar and unwelcome, mixing strangely with excitement. as I tried to guess the possible contents of the paper. Was this her finally giving me a chance? Did I finally get he forgiveness? Maybe not but the thought of starting things over with her made my heart race. I unfolded the paper carefully, my breath held without me even realizing it, my mind already racing ahead. For just a second, I let myself
Chapter Seventeen A very rough night /-Isla-/I didn't have the time to fully process what she said because the wolf on top of us was gradually overpowering us.There was no escape route either because we were enclosed in a circle of spectating wolves. Just when I thought it was over for us, som
/-Manda-/ Liana was the last person I expected to see soon in the palace. She had always been against my marriage to Roman, said he didn't deserve me, but it didn't stop me from complaining to her every time things went bad. But she had never come here to visit me. Not since the wedding. I met he
Chapter Nineteen Frustration isn't cute /-Isla-/I woke up later than I expected. I was exhausted out of my mind but I needed to go to work. It was my first day and I couldn't afford to make a bad impression on my first day. I didn't even know what kind of person Mrs Lang would be. It was 8:30
Chapter twenty two What We Feel/-Isla-/“Can I at least tell him I'm leaving?” I asked Roman. “No,” he said plainly. “But it will be rude to…”“He was employed to work not to go on dates. You don't owe him anything,” Roman said plainly. “For moon's sake, it is just lunch! Not a date!” I groane







