Isabella P.O.V.
I arrive at school hella early, but lucky for me it’s open. I walk to the administration office, where Miss. Durant granted me my papers. I persuaded them to give it today, in return I promised to not show up at graduation.
The school tried to expel me after everything, but the elders denied the request after seeing my perfect grades. They had no cause to do so, like the alpha. The school was livid, but oh well. I did my work, kept my mouth shut (most of the time) and tried to not bother anyone.
I walked to my locker, my graduation papers in my bag, just waiting for the classes to start. As I stood there daydreaming of my life away from this hell on earth, a nasal voice reached my ears, along with a deeper voice belonging to my brother.
“.... so scared of me, she wouldn’t even do a friendly spar.” He snickers as their group of wannabe barbies and look-alike hulks come into view.
“Uh! You are so strong, Alex.” Janelle purrs, locking her hand on his arm. I would gag, but even that seems to light for this situation. Eew. If she is his mate. Damn! They would deserve each other! They are equally disgusting.
“Oh, look. Speak of the devil and she will appear.” One of their dumb friends, Andrea, says in a sing-a-song voice. Janelle looks up and her eyes lighten in evil pleasure.
“Isabella.. Just the girl I was looking for. We need to talk, bestie.” She says walking over to my locker. I raise an eyebrow at her. She needs something, that much is obvious.
“I am not taking your exam today for you, Janelle.” I say with disgust. Every year she forces someone to do her exams for her, so she will have good grades. Girl is dumber than a brick wall. Her eyes darken.
She tries to mindlink me, but I have put up a permanent block for the pack. We gain our mind linking abilities when we reach the age of 16 in preparation of gaining our wolves at 18. After three tries in a row, she focuses on me and I smirk.
“YOU DARE HAVE A BLOCK UP?!” She yells in my face. I shrug my shoulders.
“Maybe, or you are just as stupid at mind linking as you are at school work. Bye.” I say, and I walk away.
“YOU BITCH.” She screams after me, but I don’t care.
After school I drive to the nearby human town, where I’ve been working since I was 12. I helped in a bookstore, and in the library. I love books, and in between working I almost always had time to sit down and unwind with a book.
Mr. Aberforth is sorry to lose me, but he knows a little of my home situation. He’s caught me with cuts and bruises one too many times to not know. And he is aware of me wanting to leave.
“Here is your money sweet girl, and a little extra from the Mrs. and me.” He says when I come in. I take the envelope and look inside. I gasp.
“This is too much, Mr Aberforth. I can’t take this.” I say after counting the money. They’ve given me 3000 dollars, on top of my pay.
“You can and you will. This will keep you going for a while, and I will not hear another word on it.” He says sternly. I smile, tears in my eyes.
“Thank you so much!” I choke out, and he hugs me.
“Just remember us old folks when you go on your adventure, sweetheart.” He replies, wiping a tear from my cheek.
I stayed there for the rest of the afternoon, and into the night, knowing my parents would be at the packhouse tonight to get everything ready for Alex’s birthday party tomorrow.
As I come back to the house, I can hear Alex and Janelle upstairs with a bunch of girls. I roll my eyes at their whorish ways. Seriously?!
The time nears midnight, and I sit in my room waiting. At 12.01 am a voice speaks in my mind, as a scent enters my nostrils.
‘Hello little one. My name is Emerald, but you can call me Emmy.’ A beautiful rough voice says. I smile!
‘Hello Emmy. It’s so nice to meet you! Do you know what that smell is?’ I ask her, my mind racing a mile a minute.
‘It’s our mate, but something is wrong. I’m not attracted to it.’ She replies with doubt laced in her voice. I rack my brain, and then it hits me. Who this scent belongs to. I almost gag at the thought!
I pack my things to my car, making sure my coolers with snacks and drinks are still there. It's sad to say that everything can fit into a duffle bag and my backpack. I grab my pillow too, and put it under the other arm. Then I turn off my phone and toss it into my former room, knowing my parents have a tracker in it. They know where I am at all times if I take it with me, which is why I have only used it at home. I bought a new one today, and the sales guy made me a new sim card, seeing as it was my birthday the day after. I hooked it up at the bookstore earlier, and got music downloaded. When I knew I had a tracker in my phone, I took my car to a shop in town on a hunch, and low and behold. As surprised as they were at my request to search for a tracker, they were even more surprised to find one.
I make my way upstairs to their party, not bothering to knock.
There on the lap of my mate is Andrea, and by the way she is smirking she knows who he is to me. Jeff smirks as well.
“So, you feel it too, huh?” He asks a little too eagerly. Instead of answering, I do the last thing anyone in there would suspect me off.
“I, Isabella Ellie Moon, reject you, Jefferson Green as my mate and alpha.” I say looking him dead in the eyes. Jeff falls to his knees in anguish.
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” My brother screams at me, while coming to aid his friend.
“Accept it, Jeff.” I growl. He shakes his head, while tears stream down his cheeks!
“NOW!” I roar, shaking the entire house.
“I, Jefferson Green, accept your rejection.” He griths out. I feel something snap, but it's not strong and it doesn’t hurt. Janelle runs to her brother and Andrea is staring daggers at me. Do I care? Not one bit!
In the commotion of Jeff crying like a baby on the ground, I dash downstairs and jump into my car.
‘I’m sorry, Emmy. I’m so sorry, but I can’t be his mate. I can’t stay here.’ I say to my whimpering wolf.
‘I know. I’ve seen the horrible things they have done to you, and I don’t blame you. Like I said, something was wrong and I think you were right to reject him. But it does hurt a bit.’ She says back as I reach the border.
I take a deep breath. This is it!
“I, Isabella Ellie Moon, reject the Green Forest pack as my pack.” I speed out in the night as the words have left my mouth. A howl of anguish fills the air, followed by another and another. Even with how weak the link was in me, everyone in the pack will have felt the loss of a pack member - especially the alpha. Jeff would have felt it stronger even, on top of my rejection.
Alex P.O.V. One minute we are all having a good time, laughing and joking then the next everything turns to utter shit and my sister is gone. What the fuck happened? We were sitting in my room; Jeff, Andrea, Janelle and me. We are having a little pre 18 get together before the big day tomorrow. Janelle is convinced she is my mate and has been clinging to me every second for the last week. It’s fucking annoying, but if it gets her attention away from my sister, then so be it! I have been playing the mean brother for the last 8 years, knowing full well nothing that happened on that day was her fault. I have been protecting her the only way I knew how, and that was to push her away. I can’t count how many times I’ve taken the punishment for something someone thought was her fault - telling them it was actually me, when it wasn’t. But it wasn’t her either, so that was that in my mind! Isa obviously doesn’t know, and I don’t plan for her to know before I am the beta of the pack
Isabella P.O.V. I drive through the night, and most of the next day, knowing the alpha won’t let me off the hook that easily. If I know him, and I do, he will be sending out a search party, trying to drag my ass back to that inbred pack of scums. Having the A/C on, as it’s a hot summer's day, I let the breeze and music surround me and calm my beating heart. Having my birthday in mid summer would have been fun with an outdoor birthday party, or even a pool party, if my life had not been hell on earth. As the late afternoon approaches on my birthday, I drive through this small town. It’s surrounded by thick forest, and I stop at a natural parking lot in the treelines. I lock my truck, and climb into the backseats to lie down. I set an alarm for four hours, and drift off to sleep. When my alarm sounds, I open one eye. The sun is about to set, and I know it will be time soon for my first shift. ‘I’m sorry we have to do this in unfamiliar territory and alone, Emmy.’ I tell her.
Isabella “Daughter?” I ask her, and she nods while looking down. A simple tear slides down her cheek. She wipes it furiously, not wanting me to see - but I did. “What do you mean by daughter?” I ask her, and she looks me in the eyes. There. I feel the same feeling as when I was a child, and I was in her arms - safety, warmth and love. “How?” I whisper for the third time. Luna Michelle takes a deep breath; “When I was young I found my mate, but he rejected me at first. He already had a chosen mate, and she was the jealous type. She watched our interaction and instantly knew what was going on. She taddled to her parents, who were high ranking in my pack. They went to the alpha, who had just taken over and was mateless, and lied to him about me. They told him I was trying to ruin their daughter's mate bond because of jealousy.” She starts. “He demanded to see me and hear my side of the story, much to their dismay because they knew they had lied. I told him the truth, and he ga
Isabella P.O.V. I’ve been driving for what feels like a year, but it’s only been about two weeks. I don’t know exactly where I’m going, but something inside me tells me this is where I need to go. Emerald agrees with me, and both she and I are relieved to finally be somewhere, where we both feel kind of safe. I don’t have any proof, but in my heart I know Alpha will not just let me leave like this, especially when he finds out I rejected his lowlife of a son. Ugh! ‘Emerald, why the hell did the moon goddess pair us with that son of a bitch?’ ‘The mother’s works in mysterious ways, little one.’ I chuckle, as I park outside a diner. I’m starving and tired, from having lived off food from gas stations, sleeping in my car and driving like crazy. As I enter through the door, a thought suddenly strikes me and I stop dead in my tracks. ‘What is it, Isa?’ Emmy asks in a worry. ‘I’m a rogue now. We’re a rogue. We.. There are other wolves here.’ ‘Don’t worry my child, you had an
Elijah P.O.V. I’ve been working on pack business as well as the family business. I have missed a lot of paperwork because my parents thought it was more important for me to attend tedious parties and balls with self-centered Alphas’s daughters. Goodness me. If I have to look at one more entitled, snobbish and boring Alpha’s daughter, who can’t talk about anything other than themselves, fashion or make up, I am going to die a slow death or boredom. Knock, knock, knock. I know that knock. Mother. “Enter.” I say, gritting my teeth for her nagging attitude regarding my lack of a Luna. “Elijah, what are you doing?” I raise an eyebrow at her question, finding it rather obvious what I am doing. “What does it look like, mother?” She scuffs. Thalia Jackson, my esteemed mother, seemingly does not find my sense of dry humor amusing today. My father is Desmond Jackson, and his grandfather founded Jewel City and our pack; the Jewel Pack. He worked hard in the real estate business, and i
Isabella P.O.V. Driving from the diner putting that idiot to a beta into his place, I smile to myself. I would never have dared doing that a couple of years ago, knowing I would have to take the beating without complaint or risk showing everyone what I’ve learned in the dojo. I couldn’t risk it, because knowing how crazy Alpha and my so-called parents are; they would have gone there to beat the shit out of the instructors for teaching me. It feels good to be free, independent and without fear for once in my life. I’ve always tried to keep my head down, keep quiet and let everyone forget I’m even there, which I succeeded most of the time. I have a big mouth on me, and my sass knows no boundaries when I’m met with stupidity - which has been a learning experience with having Janelle and Jeff come and go in my childhood home. In the grocery store I take a cart and make my way down the isles. I’m using the money Mr. Aberforth gave me, plus my salary. It’s been more than eno
Alex P.O.V. It’s been over two weeks since Isa left the pack. I don’t know where she is, or if she’s okay. The only good thing about this is that the Alpha can’t find her either. He has had men go out to look for her ever since that night where she came to my room and rejected Jeff. He’s been a sulking mess ever since, and if I disliked him before, then I fucking hate his guts now. I’ve kept them close, Jeff and Janelle because I know unpredictable Jeff can be, and Janelle is borderline psychotic at this point. She will not leave me alone for a minute, and I am beginning to go a bit stir crazy. The only time I get time to myself is at night, and even those are getting harder and harder to get for myself. They were not kidding when they said they wanted me to be her mate. The thought gives me nausea. ‘Twin is fine, Alex. Relax.’ Thunder says as Janelle keeps droning on and on about what a traitor and ungrateful bitch Isa is. I’m demanded to be here, as there are other prominent g
Isabella P.O.V. I wake to a knock on the door, and when I look at the time on my phone it says 10.30am. I have never slept this long in my life, or this good. After going inside last night, I made myself mac n cheese with bacon. It was absolutely delicious, and I’m so happy I can actually cook. Poor Alex if he ever has to cook for himself or someone else. He can burn water. I laugh to myself at the thought, but then a tear slides down my cheek. I wish, not for the first time, that we had been close still. I love him, no matter what he did, I love him. He’s my twin. There’s a knock again, and I groan as I get out of bed. I throw a hoodie over my PJ, going out to open for whoever is here. I then wonder who would visit me? I live in the middle of the woods, and no one knows I’m here. I reach the front door, and when I open it Lauren’s smiling face meets me. “Morning sunshine.” She says in a cheerful voice, laughing when I yawn. “Did I really wake you?” She asks, suddenly worrie