A/N: Wow! I can't believe I'm done with my first-ever supernatural novel. I had fun writing this last chapter... I hope you did as well. Thank you very much for Reading"Alpha's Gifted Mate." Please drop a comment to let me know what you think about the novel. Also, check out my new novel "Love and Secrets." It's a high school novel.;)) Music Suggestion; Heat Waves by Glass Animals. Love y'all. See you! Stay alive and Healthy! :) ••• After some weeks, Isabelle was discharged from the hospital. Antonio finally told Chris who had attempted to kidnap his mate. After hearing the name, fury was all he felt. What did he ever do wrong to his father? Why was he so keen on bringing misery to him? So bent in hell on making sure he was never happy in his life? What exactly did he do wrong? And then he decided to get his answers then after that, he would kill him. It was enough. All the misery he had put him through was enough. Jacob told him it was because he was a male and also the first
-The heart knows when the search is over.-. -Bliss "Come on! It'll be fun!" Kaylee a girl of 20 years old sitting on her apartment bed said to her best friend sitting opposite her, Isabelle who was reading a novel. "Can't we just celebrate it in here. I'll make cake!" Isabelle replied looking up from her novel. "You're no fun! We've had your cake a zillion times. I'm tired of it. Let's just try it tonight. If we go, I'll make food for a month." She persuaded. "Ugh! You know I can't say no to your food. Don't blackmail me." Isabelle said slamming her book close. It didn't matter anyways, the book wasn't entering her ears anymore. "Then let's go!" Kaylee said dropping down from her bunk bed. "Alright," Isabelle said and dropped as well walking towards their built-in bathroom. "Wear your green dress," Kaylee yelled after her. "I'm not going to wear it. It's too short." She replied. "Like you have another one," Kaylee muttered to herself.
"Hey, Kaylee. Thank Goodness you're here. What happened? Were you taken as well? Anyways let's get out of here first." Isabelle said rushing. All Kaylee did was look at her with cold and distant eyes. When she heard the last sentence, she snapped out of whatever reverie she was in. She frowned at her friend and without further ado, pulled her to her feet. "Can you untie my hands? I can't run with it being tied." Isabelle asked disregarding the cold distant look in her friend's eyes. "Shut up.", was all Kaylee said in a low whisper. "What?" "I SAID SHUT UP! You think you have the "perfect life" don't you? You can spend the rest of your "perfect life" with them." She said using her hand to gesture air quotes whenever she said perfect life. "What are you talking about? I don't have a perfect life, you know this. Why are behaving like this?" She said reaching out to her but she was stopped in her track when Kaylee walked backward and brought out something from her pocket, poured the
"Don't bring that knife near me," Isabelle warned the woman pointing a finger at her. "Oh please. It was just a joke. I'm not going to kill you." The woman replied dropping the knife into the counter. "At least not now." She said when Isabelle sat down at the breakfast bar. "What is wrong with you? Who are you anyway?" She asked standing up with her hands on her hips. "Chris's Wife." She replied simply and got back to cutting the onions. "Oh." She replied simply. Still not trusting the lady, she didn't sit down again. "Dolores, where are you?!" A male voice shouted suddenly. "In the kitchen and keep your voice down, the whole pack can hear you." She replies and then looked at Isabelle whose brows were furrowed. "I mean the whole estate." She corrected smiling. "Hey," Chris said walking towards the woman called Dolores. Isabelle turned her head to the other side not wanting to witness their kiss. "So brother, how was your day? You know I told your..." she nudged her chin towar
Music suggestion while you read; Dandelion by Ruth B. It's my favorite music at the moment.❤️ Thinking she could get him to help her, she smiled but her smile fell when she saw his hard stoned face. "Antonio? Can you not tell Chris about this? I beg of you. Just let me go this once, hmm?" She begged rubbing both palms together. "I'm sorry Isabelle. I can't do that. You have to return to Chris." He replied with sympathy. This was his future Luna. She wasn't supposed to be begging him, hence the sympathy in his voice. "Why? I don't want to go back to place! It's a prison!" She whisper yelled pointing behind her. "You must go back. Please." He begged. Isabelle saw that he wasn't going to budge so swirled around him and ran. She hasn't taken five steps when he caught up with her. "Please forgive me for this." He said and picked her up like a sack of beans over his shoulder and back to the place she ran from. "No! Stop! Don't take me there! Stop it! Don't! Drop me this instant!" Sh
The sound of the front door opening and closing made Chris snap his neck so fast that it almost broke in the process. His eyes were bloodshot with veins popping out of his head and neck. His hands were clenched beside him as he looked at the figure standing there. He walked slowly stopping in front of her. Then he leaned forward and hugged the girl letting a gasp fly out of the girl's mouth. She tried pushing him away but he was too strong for her or rather his wolf's strength surpassed hers. She rested her hand on his chest as he buried his nose in her neck inhaling her scent. "Don't you ever scare me like that ever again." He lets out in a raspy voice. "I have no idea what you're talking about," Isabelle answered. "Where did you go?" He asked still not letting her go. "I..." . Isabelle walked around the house before she came across a multicolor beautiful butterfly. It came and perched on her hands that she had stretched out. Really happy since it was rare for a butterfly
Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep. Being with you keeps me alive. -Unknown. •••===••• "What are you doing here?" She asked. "I... I thought you were having a nightmare." Chris said. It wasn't the first time he had been there to comfort her during her nightmares. He came up with the excuse that he heard her scream, he was passing by to get water when he heard her gasp, and the list goes on and on when in reality, when she started whimpering and trashing on the bed he was always there holding her hands. But that was the least of her concern right now. Her dream was her top concern, who was the man she has been living with for over two months? And so she asked. "You... What are you?" She asked. "What do you mean what am I? I'm Chris." He replied. "Stop it. What. Are. You." She aske
"What's going on?" Chris asked. His voice seemed to snap Isabelle out of her happy trance as she pried away from his embrace. She pushed him away slightly and turned around her cheeks flaming hot. She ran her hand to her neck awkwardly as she pursed her lips to stop herself from smiling. What in God's name had she just done? She closed her eyes and all she could think of was his musky scent. And the sparks... Chris looked down at his empty arm and at his mate who had her back turned to him. He smiled and approached her. "Isa?" He called. She blushed at the nickname as she turned around keeping a hard stoned face. "Matilda is awake. Can I go visit her?" She asked. The thought of her sister being awake since being in a coma for 18 years brought a smile to her lips. They would make up for the whole 18 years they had lost. She would take her out, they would have fun, so much fun, shop together, have a sleepover, sleep together, and make breakfast together, her sister would cut the