LOGIN67ISABELLAI palmed my head, my fingers digging hard into my scalp as the heavy weight of the situation crushed down on me. "Three days," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Oh my god, three days. What are we going to do? Her father is already looking for an excuse to murder me. If she doesn’t show up to her own wedding..."Use the imposter spell.The sultry voice rattled again inside my skull. I stiffened recalling it was the same voice that encouraged me to say the spell. It was that exact same dark, whispering voice that had gotten me into this horrific mess in the first place, but desperation was a parasite, eating away at my logic.Making me believe that if it got me into this mess, maybe it would get me out of it."An imposter spell," I muttered out loud before I could stop myself.The Seer’s milky eyes narrowed, her hands freezing over her wooden table. She looked at me, her mind clearly working behind those blind eyes. "An imposter spell..." she repeated slowly. "It is not a ba
66ISABELLA“Ra… Ravena,” I stuttered looking at the stone figure with my eyes wide.If I hadn’t seen it happen there was no way I would believe it was her.My heart seized as the panic set in. I had turned the pack’s bride to stone.I scanned the environment and a few people were distracted with the wedding preparations."Okay, okay, think," I whispered to myself, my teeth chattering. "Move her. You have to move her before someone walks in."If Ravena's father found his daughter like this, he would rip my throat out. I stepped forward and grabbed the statue by the waist. It was incredibly heavy. Grunting, my muscles straining to the point of tearing, I dragged her inches at a time, hiding her in the closest room near the entrance, the guest bathroom. I pushed her in kicking the door close with the back of my heel before letting out a breath of exhaustion.It was only temporarily, I had to undo it but I didn’t know the spell I did in the first place.I needed the Seer. She had to kn
65ISABELLA“I think that’s enough training for today,” I said, my voice shaking as the chilly grey fog of the vision finally dissolved, leaving me back in the sunlit clearing. My palms were sweating, and my mother’s desperate warning about my dark side still echoed like a physical weight inside my skull.The Seer didn't argue. She just gave me a long, knowing look through her milky eyes, as if she could sense the phantom presence that had just disrupted the air. I practically scrambled to gather the thin leather spellbook, bidding her a hasty goodbye before rushing down the dirt path that led back to the territory.When I finally reached the estate, the sight of the packhouse stopped me dead in my tracks. The veranda was amazingly decorated. Overnight, the servants had transformed the stone pillars into a breathtaking sea of ivory silks, weaving cascading white orchids and silver vines around the railings. Delicate crystal lanterns hung from the roof, catching the afternoon light and
64ISAELLASince I wasn’t welcomed anymore I decided to walk away hoping I would get more information on what he said.The councilman’s son was a witch.The secret burned like a hot coal in my mind. If it were true the threat of my banishment suddenly didn’t feel so absolute. It was a terrifying, brilliant piece of leverage. He couldn't destroy me or cast me out without risking a blood diagnostic on his own son, a move that would ruin his standing on the Council forever. For the first time in weeks, the heavy, suffocating weight of being an outcast lifted, just a fraction. I finally had a card to play.I didn't head back to the chaotic packhouse. Instead, my feet pulled me toward the familiar, shadowed safety of the woods. I hiked fast, navigating the dense roots and tangled briars until the Seer’s low, moss-covered hut materialized through the trees.When I pushed the wooden door open, the sharp, earthy scent of crushed roots and simmering flora hit my nose. The Seer was hunched over
63ISABELLAMy hands began to shake violently worried I would make this worse and make the hurt man explode like a tomato.The councilman’s desperate plea evaporated, his face contorting into a mask of pure, unadulterated rage. He stared down at me as if he were about to kill me right then and there. “You are making a terrible mistake,” the councilman warned, his voice dropping into a lethal tone.“If anything happens to my son because of your selfishness, I will personally ensure you are banished from this pack before the sun sets. You will be hunted like the stray dog you are.”Fear crawled violently through my chest, pinning me to the spot. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. The memory of the trial, the cold chains, and the underlying hatred they all held for my magic flashed vividly behind my eyes.“If she doesn’t want to do it, you can’t force her.”The deep, commanding rumble of Rohan’s voice cut through the panic. He stepped in between us with a possessive stance.The counci
62ISABELLAMy blood ran cold, the words disappearing from view as he moved the phone away.“Am I interrupting something?” Bellamy questioned looking between us. Rohan was quick to slip in an indifferent mask, “No, she just gave the invitation list, think you can handle it?” He questioned so casually his tone was far different from the one he used on me.“Sure,” Bellamy nodded, taking the list before exiting.I walked out with him, my thoughts moving too fast for me to keep up with them.Bellamy stayed quiet beside me as we walked down the corridor, his pace matching mine as if he knew I was there for him.“I saw a message on Rohan’s phone.” I whispered but loud enough for him to hear.His expression changed immediately.Subtle.But noticeable.“You shouldn’t have been looking at his phone.”“I wasn’t trying to,” I defended quickly. “I just saw it.”Bellamy exhaled heavily through his nose.“It mentioned an attack.”“And?”“It could help us find out if Rohan was involved in my kidnap
19ISABELLA“We… shouldn't be doing this.” I muttered in between biting and sucking tentatively on his lips.A part of my mind knew what we were doing was wrong but here, in the dark with only him on me… the rest of my mind was satisfied with the outcome.And when his tongue settled at the back of
20ISABELLA For a second the world came to a halt at his words.The dark haired lady smiled at me before she wrapped her arms on Rohan again, she leaned in to kiss him but he swiveled holding her back for a moment."Why did you come here?" Rohan questioned.While my heart sunk down to my knees.I
7It didn’t make sense.How could he easily say those flirtatious words after he left so abruptly the other night the moment he saw my face clearly? Why did he look almost… disappointed?“Sir,” I managed, unsure how to address him now.He was still standing at the door, light from the hallway cutti
8- PerceptionROHANI had a crush on Isabella long before I knew what the word meant.She had a good heart. She had always been shy, but she was the type who drew attention whether she wanted it or not.She was the only daughter of Alpha Vladmir of Crystal Pack, and our parents were close.It was i







