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.
Isaiah P.O..V 18 years later “Happy birthday to yooooou!” I smile at the people gathered around the table. They are my people. My family and friends. But also only that. I have not yet met my mate, and this being my 22nd birthday, it’s feeling like it’ll never happen. Mom and dad have been very supportive of me, and they always tell me they will accept whatever decision I make regarding the mate situation. “Make a wish, Isaiah.” Mom urges, and I close my eyes and wish with all my heart I’ll meet my mate soon. I do not care who she is, what she is or where she is from, I just want to find her and love her. I know I sound soft and whatnot, but I so desperately want what my parents, aunts and uncles and most cousins and siblings have. True love to share my world with. But she is making me wait, and I know in my heart she’ll be worth the wait. “What did you wish for, brother?” Elise asks, her eyes twinkling in mischief. She asks every year in the hopes I’ll show and tell, but I will n
Isabella P.O.V. Four years later Sitting in my office, I can’t help but reminisce over the last four years. So much has happened even though there has been peace. We have lived in harmony with other species for just as long, and our bond with each other has grown stronger. Isaiah is now four, and a whirlwind of energy. He is a big brother to Gabriel and Elise. They are three and one. I told Elijah I don’t want any more children, to which he replied I had to tell the Moon Goddess. If she decides to bless us a fourth time, I will be going to her world and smack her! Grandmother or not, I don’t want any more children, and so far she has listened. It also helps that we are using protection.We have been rallying the packs to meet annually, as to prevent the events of Conan from happening once again. It has been successful enough, but we still have yet to get the border packs - those who have lands leading up to dragon territory, fae territory and demon territory, to come as well. The l
Elijah P.O.V. Two months later “ELIJAH!” I rush into the hospital room where Isa is still admitted. The doctors were not comfortable with sending her home, as she kept getting contractions whenever she over exerted herself, and she did that a lot. Even laying in the hospital bed. But here they, and I, could tell her to relax and not stress the body so much. Not that she listened very well.“Baby, what is it?” She’s out of bed, and her leggings are drenched. “My water just broke. I think.” She answers, her eyes wide and scared. We are almost to term, but not quite there yet either. Doctors said he would be early because of the trauma, but this early? This feels too early. “Don’t just stand there. Get a doctor or nurse or something!” She demands, while waddling to the toilet. Her voice and movement snaps me back to reality. “Where the fuck are you going?” I ask, quickly grabbing her arm and helping her to her destination. “My pants are soaked, and I have to pee really bad.” She an
Isabella P.O.V. “Why do you always end up in the hospital, Isa?” Lauren asks, as she bends down and gives me a hug. I stick my tongue out at her, and gesture for Elijah to help me sit up. He gives me a look, but I just plead with my own eyes. He sighs and stands. I love how he can resist me, even when I did something he did not at all approve of. I love this man to death! “Why are you always so snarky?” I ask back, as she chuckles, and sits down. Her mate stands behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders. Elijah growls at the contact, and I swat him across the chest as he is helping me sit up. He just raised an eyebrow. “Shut up, and help me dammit.” I whine, and he shakes his head in exasperation. “What do you think I am doing, woman?” He asks back, and I just purse my lips in a ‘do you really want me to answer that?’ sort of way. He sighs. “Don’t answer that.” He caves and I smile. When I’m in a much better talking position, I turn my head to the couple on my left. They hav
Isabella P.O.V.We wait for another minute before Conan walks into the middle of the ground. I think he wanted Kimmie and her disturbed friends to examine nothing was amiss, but they wouldn’t know. We used magic long forgotten, on the request of Ashlee to her mother. She wanted this particular surprise to be something they never saw coming. We know Elijah and Fenris will beat Conan and his wolf in a fair one-on-one fight, but we also know he would never go into such a fight without a backup - hence Kimmie and her bag of twisted tricks. The grounds light up in a golden color when both wolves are in the middle facing each other. Kimmie screeches, holding her hands over her eyes. Her friends do the same, hissing and cursing. “What the fuck was that?” She screams, her eyes clouding over for a split second and the clearing because she can’t get ahold of Conan. Her eyes search for the golden color, seeing it goes around the whole perimeter of the ground where Conan’s wolf and Fenris are
Elijah P.O.V.I try and try again to tell Isabella to get her and the baby to safety, but she is adamant to come with me, and honestly? I cannot blame her with everything that happened the last time we were attacked. I still wonder how this can happen with the magical barrier Ashlee and Milan set up, but then I remember we talked about this the last time, and Ashlee said the enemy’s own magic user could take it down if they are strong enough, or have strength in numbers. I guess that is what happened here. We’ll have to take a look after, and see where we can do better defense wise. Isabella is riding on Fenris’s back, using her powers and her connection with the pack lands to take down enemy wolves everywhere. If I thought she was scary before, it is nothing compared to now. After she has been bound to the pack and land through marriage with me and the Luna position through my mother, she has a way better understanding of the layout and where to strike. She keeps communicating with