Mag-log inI feel the floodgates open. I hyperventilate as I speak. “He said he was going to kill her to steal my healing ability. He said he was going to force me to give him an heir, and he stabbed me twice with a silver blade!” “Easy, Bella. Take deep breaths. Jesse is in prison. He will stand trial, and
(Isabella’s POV)I refuse to open my mouth. There is no way after everything I’ve lost that this monster is taking my wolf or anything else from me, for that matter. Jesse slides one arm under me. Lifts me up. Then yanks my ponytail, pulling my head backward I’m able to shift my position and free
A couple of heartbeats in, I’m able to focus on Jesse’s face.“Glad to see you have woken up. Listen, Isabella, I don’t wish you any harm. I…I just need your help.”“No. Let me go.” “You will help me. You are the key!” “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I need you to heal me and give me an h
(Isabella’s POV)“Isabella, Jesse called…again.” Ariana hangs up the landline. I roll my eyes. “That tracks. He’s called my cell so many times my voicemail box is full.” Levi raises an eyebrow. “One call to Santiago could put a stop to that.” Shaking my head, I walk into the kitchen to find somet
Santiago’s stare follows my line of sight. He shifts his position closer to me. “Who attacked you?”Billy turns his head. “Alpha Santiago, you need to protect Alpha Isabella. He’s crazy…almost as crazy as Layla.”I sigh. “Billy, I need to know who you have been working with and who did this to you.
(Isabella’s POV) I was wrong. Calling Jesse on speaker phone and hearing the telltale signs of lies in his voice in front of Ariana and her parents is both humbling and disturbing. “Hey Jesse, we noticed some irregularities on the finance report that sho
She pulls away, looking us both over. “You’re good? Not hurt?” We both shake our heads. “No, we aren’t hurt,” we say in unison. Her parents breathe a short-lived sigh of relief before turning back to me. “Isabella, there is something you need to know as Alpha. We should have told you already. Is t
(Layla’s POV) The moon festival is tonight. Every wolf in the region celebrates the first full moon of the year. There is a centrally located meeting place between the territories. Many unmated wolves find each other there. There is always a huge feast, live music, dancing, and drinking. Santiag
(Isabella’s POV) My eyes flutter open. Gooseflesh spreads down my arms and bare legs. I sit up too fast, and the room spins. My vision is cloudy. Water droplets drip down rusty brown walls, and I whip my head from side to side, realizing where I am. My mouth hangs open as my brown eyes widen at
(Isabella’s POV) “What are you doing in my territory, Layla?” “Now, now, Isabella, there’s no need to feel inferior to me.” I laugh. “We aren’t in danger of that.” “We should be friends. After all, we do have much in common.” I cross my arms over my chest and raise my eyebrow. “Oh?” “Wel







