Simon slammed on the brakes, forcing me forward and smacking my head into the back of the front passenger seat. “What the hell are you doing?” I yelled angrily as soon as I had managed to regain control of myself. Jennifer was sitting in the front with Simon. I noticed that she was gripping her seat and staring right ahead. Tears were falling down her cheeks, but she was silent. “Jennifer, is everything ok?” I gasped, reaching forward to check on her. Simon punched the steering wheel so hard and cursed loudly. Turning his attention to Jennifer and me, he growled. “Did you not see that fool pulling out in front of us? No indication. Nothing?” He spoke. I looked up, and that was when I saw a vast black Jeep with tinted windows in front of us, blocking the way. “Jennifer, do you know them?” I questioned, suddenly wondering if they were after her. When she did not respond, I shrugged at Simon and rubbed my forehead thoughtfully. Simon was furious and I frowned.
“You there! Get your filthy mitts off, my mate, before I rip you to tiny little shreds.” He roared, and a shiver of excitement rippled through my body. I could not believe what was happening. Was I dreaming? “This can not be happening,” Miller grumbled, but I heard him. I felt this satisfying buzz overwhelm me, and it was so good. Miller looked devastated to see I had been blessed with a second chance, mate. Well, he did a rubbish job of being my first chance mate. He did me a favour, really, and so did Mora. Without them, I would never have met this absolute hunk. “Oh my goddess!” Zara slapped her mouth with her hand in astonishment, causing me to look her way with an excited grin. “The Lycan King Max is your mate.” It sounded so good. Miller stood out of the way, and I stood face to face with a second chance mate. “You are magnificent, and you are mine.” He reached for me and spun me around before grabbing my
“Good to see you again, Isla. I see you have met King Lycan Max.” My uncle Ed gave me a nod and walked off in the opposite direction. I watched him go, feeling confused. Why did he seem so off? That was not like him at all. Max was still staring at me like he wanted to pounce and claim me. “I need to finish discussing some important things with your uncle. Would you accept my apologies and allow me to take you out to dinner?” He bowed down to me, took my hand and kissed it gently. Then looked up at me with a smile on his face. Goddess he was so handsome, and I could not even bring myself to say no to him. Why would I want to? How could anyone want to freely turn him down when he looked so good, so delicious and oh goddess I was going to lose my mind over this male. Cleo was so happy that we had been blessed with such a lovely looking second chance mate. He seemed so different compared to Miller. In so many ways. He was nothing like that shame faced loser.
“No.” I shook my head in denial. There was no way that this could be true. But on the other hand, why would my best friend lie to me about something like this? “Isla, believe me I am telling you the truth.” She placed both hands on my shoulders and looked me dead in the eyes. I was mad. How could my father lie to me and say that my own mother was dead? Pembroke was full of lies and deserved nothing but bad luck! How dare they lie to me and make me think that my mother had died. And what about my sister? Oh, my goddess! Did she know? Was she in on this too? “Where is she?” I growled. “Isla, you cannot tell them that you know. Just as your best friend I cannot keep something like this from you. Please.” Zara begged me quietly as we spotted my uncle and a couple of others walking over to us. “Isla, in my office now.” My uncle ordered and I glanced over my shoulder at my best friend. “Please.” She mouthed at me, and I nodded. I would not say a word about t
Uncle Ed could not look at me, making me feel even worse than I already did. I knew that he was not telling me the whole truth. It was only when Max cleared his throat and spoke up that I glanced his way. “Isla, I think it would help if you both calmed down. I can understand your concerns, but rest assured that your family will come to no harm.” He promised, and I nodded, hugging my knees to my chest and wondering how it had come to this. I missed my life before returning to Pembroke, and now bad luck seemed to follow me everywhere. “They are not your family.” Uncle Ed turned to me and growled. I could see he was trying to control the anger inside of him. His body language gave that away, with his clenched fists, red face and raised voice. Max sent him a warning glare, but he continued to ignore that. I was confused. How could he say that they were not my family when they were? Maybe he just meant that after all the things that had happened,
“I apologise for my abruptness, my dear Isla. But you must understand. I knew nothing about you until you came here five years ago. My mate, she had you in secret and gave you to her best friend. She is not my sister, but we were close growing up. That is how I am classed as your uncle. Please know that I never wanted to keep this from you.” He took a breath. “I did what I felt was best. However now that it has become clear that you are mates with the Lycan king. The truth needed to be said.” I listened to his words carefully, feeling a lot of calmers. Perhaps because I had Max with his arms wrapped tightly around me. I did not want him to let go of me. My mind was a mess. Then I remembered my best friends’ words. My mother was not dead. She was alive. I felt so frustrated at that moment. All these lies. “What about my mother. I know that she is not dead. Why is this being kept from me?” I seethed pushing max away from me and standing up to face Ed. His eyes wi
Alpha Miller's POV The long drive back to Pembroke was awful. Lonely and depressing, My wolf hated me for rejecting Isla; she was so beautiful, and I treated her like trash. She did not deserve that at all. And now she had been blessed with a second chance mate, none other than the Lycan King Max. I could see just how besotted he was with her; it was horrible for me to witness that. I had hoped that Isla would give me another chance, but the second she saw him, I knew that was out of the window. I knew that losing her mother would have been horrendous for Isla. She hid her emotions exceptionally well. But seeing that made me feel just a snippet of how she must have felt all that time when seeing me with Mora. I knew it hurt her badly, and now she was stronger, more confident and everything that I had never believed she could or would be. Mora was such a whiny pain in the ass nowadays. Of course, I did care for her, and she was carrying my first-born pup, the heir t
Isla's POV I found myself walking down a long winding road, there was not a soul in sight. The weather was beginning to get cold, and Cleo was getting tired, I knew that rest would help. However, I just could not shake off the feeling that there was somebody behind me, watching me. Looking around, I saw nobody, inhaling the fresh air. I flared my nostrils but sensed nothing. Not even the tiniest whiff of another's scent. It was all very strange, so I decided that my mind was simply playing tricks on me. I was tired, beyond exhausted, but thankful to Cleo for taking over, giving me a small chance to recover. She was strong and could hunt for food so that we would not starve to death. Coming across an old brick building which seemed from the outside to be abandoned, I allowed myself to shift back to human form. It was freezing and I pushed open the wooden door. I was surprised to find that somebody had been living here. There was a fire that had recently been put out, a fe