LOGINDROGOMorgan arrives with Isolde’s mother the next day. Rhiannon rushes to her daughter’s side, panic etching her face.“My baby,” she reaches to hold her as tears stream down her face. “Who did this to you?”Morgan turns to me. “You should eat something, Drogo. I can tell you haven’t tasted food or slept.”“I don’t deserve to do that. Not when my wife is lying sick in bed because of my incapability,” I mumble, taking in a sharp breath. “Why isn’t the moonhaven helping the baby?”“I’m going to assess that now that I’m here.”Rhiannon looks up in shock. “She is… carrying a child?” She breaks into tears again. “How could this happen? Please tell me she’ll be okay.”“She will,” Morgan assures. “Her and her baby will be fine. I promise.”“Did Austin do this? Is he behind this?”“That is what I wish to ask,” I step forward, locking gazes with her. “Could Austin have power somewhere? A secret backup? You know him well enough. Think, Rhiannon.”She squints, trying to gather her memories. “I’
DROGOI’ve never been so terrified in my life until now. I stagger into the ward where Isolde lies unconscious in a patient gown, her skin pale as if she had fought hard to stay barely alive.Each step is heavier than the last. The closer I get, the faster I feel thousands of knives puncturing my heart with cruel precision.Desperately, I pray this is a fucking dream. They didn’t just hurt my mate.The world feels so small the moment I reach her. My trembling fingers reach out to touch her face.I had promised to keep her safe. I had promised no one would dare hurt her, and yet I had failed.She almost lost her life because of my incapability.“Isolde,” her name rolls off my tongue in a broken whisper. “I… I’m sorry… Sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.”My beast slithers to the surface, shaking with both fear and anger.Not only did we fail to protect her, we failed to protect our pup as well. She is carrying my child and I wasn’t there to shield her.“How is she now?” I whisper.“We
Austin rises from his seat sharply, wide eyes throwing daggers at the male standing before him in a dark retro suit worth millions. Broad shoulders with an aura of command radiatin from him.“What do you think you’re doing here?” he utters through gritted teeth.“That is no way to greet a son you haven’t seen in ten years, Father. What? Do you think I’m going to rot in the countryside you abandoned me in?” Jack walks further until he stands face to face with Austin.“Go back to the hell you came from? How are you even here? How…” Austin glances at Jack’s suit. “How is this possible?”“You mean my status?” Jack chuckles. “I simply started a medical research company. You know I’ve always had a passion for that path.”Austin swallows hard, fists clenching as Jack places a hand on his shoulder.“You should be happy I’m trying to get you out of this mess. You need my help, don’t you?”Austin shakes his hand off his shoulder, teeth still gritted. “Who told you I need your help? You think I’
BRAN She is not breathing. Panic grips me like a vice, choking the air out of me as our medical team sneaks her out of the event without raising an alarm. Our men fan out around the exits, checking for anyone suspicious. There is a scent we caught—wolfbane—so they use it to screen the people nearby. Drogo is going to kill me. Or maybe I’ll kill myself before he does. This is all my fault. If I had arrived on time, if I had stayed by her side as he instructed, none of this would have happened. Whispers of prayer leave my lips as I climb into the ambulance, where the medical team is already trying to revive Isolde. “Get Riana out of the place, and tell the men not to leave until the culprit is found.” The male nods. As he leaves, I shut the door. “What’s her situation?” I ask, shrugging off my jacket and flinging it to one side. The medic doesn’t look up immediately. Her hands press rhythmically against Isolde’s chest while another fixes an oxygen mask over her face. “
A hiss courses through me. With every ounce of strength left, I push the intruder away, but he only staggers faintly.He dresses in black, head to toe. Even his face stays covered and I couldn't tell who it was. My vision blurs harder.My knees give out on my first step. I slump to the floor with a thud, struggling to stay awake. I can in my wolf for help, but strangely I only feel her fading away.“You’re surprisingly strong, Isolde. Even some Alphas would have passed out by now.”I recognize that voice before he pulls off his mask. Nathan Lockwood.This fucking asshole. I should have killed him the moment I saw him earlier."What... Are you... Doing?" Words struggle from my throat. “Don’t fight it. The wolfbane slipped into your drink is far more dangerous than you think. The harder you resist, the higher the chance it kills you,” he says as he crouches and strokes my hair. “I don’t want you dead, Isolde. We still have many memories to create together. Many babies to create.”“You…
ISOLDE Riana grab a pregnancy test kit from the drawer, her hands slightly trembling. “Go to the bathroom and use this,” she said quietly.After a while, heart hammering against my rib cage, eyes shut as I pray for miracle. When my eyes finally land on it, I gasp.Two strips.“This can't be right,” I whisper.I am indeed pregnant. Drogo will be thrilled to see this, considering we’ve been trying for a while now.His curse had been lifted, but he feared the one where he might never have a child. This proves it wrong.We are finally going to have a child.I step out of the bathroom. Riana rises immediately from the bed with wide eyes.“How is it?”A nod is enough to make her scream. She jumps at me, arms tightly wrapped around my frame.“This is incredible! I’m going to be an aunty!” she squeals like a kid excited to go to the park.“That’s if you promise you don’t leave me here.”Her smile falters slightly. She hooks her arm around mine. “Even if I do leave this city, I’m not going
ISOLDE “You're worthless!”“You deserve to die!”“Look what you've done to your mother. She would have had a great life without you!”“Die, you monster!”I gasp awake from the nightmare of my past. It isn’t new. These memories still haunt me.Memories of when I try to be normal, to blend in with c
DROGOIt’s been almost two weeks since Isolde has been staying with Morgan. Almost two weeks, she’d been the ghost of herself. She barely spoke unless spoken to, barely ate, and barely slept because of nightmares. She obeys like a robot, sometimes staring at the sky or ceiling blankly, as if she w
ISOLDEDrogo’s body grows hot, and his scent turns intoxicating, like some addictive drug that messes with my thinking. His mouth, warm and passionate, sucks against my skin, trailing to my jaw and throat.I find myself digging my fingers into his skin, wanting more.I feel hot everywhere, even tho
DROGO DROGO 'Stay away!' 'Get out!' 'Get out, you fucking b!tch!' I had yelled those exact words at Akira. that was right after the aftermath of seeing my parents’ and siblings’ heads hanging on spikes of the palace wall. I was still raging in extreme pain under the pool of my blood when she







