Sooooo many things going on at the same time! {Door slams} A new character just walked in! {evil laugh!!!} And what price do you think Isla had to pay?? Let me know.
{Isla’s POV} So Kayla. My nineteen year old kid Sis, who has been away for three years at Medical school. Kayla had always wanted to be a Physician so my Dad had sent her away to learn how and now, she was finally back! Fuck you, loneliness! In your face, boredom! Get the hell out, desolation! My sister was finally here and I wasn’t alone anymore. I had been so excited to see her and we had spent the whole night catching up on each other’s lives. Oh, and I promise. No more surprises. My mother only gave birth to two girls. The ones seated on a bed amidst the humid air, having an emotional chat. “—what’s her name again?” “Ivanka…” “Ivanka!” Kayla scowled. “That girl’s a demon. She’s the one I detest most!” “Well, I hate all of them! The whole fucking family. And I won’t rest until they all are swimming in the dust.” “Woah woah. Chill out, Sis. You sound like a fucking witch.” She mouthed with a chuckle before she poured her clothes on my bed from her box. She had a point.
{Isla’s POV} Gazel left. Cayden was coming. —The War General that everyone suddenly adored, even my Kayla. Even though she tries to deny it. I know. I’m not dumb, and I think I hate her now. There are so many other stunning single Stags in the Palace and she decides to fancy Cayden. They all admire blindly. They adore him but they don’t know the tainted heart that lies within. They don’t know how cruelty is the very air he breathes. But that’s where I come in. I would scourge him to the extent that his true colors burn out through his skin. I would rack him until he breaks— until he begs! “Princess, you called me?” That deep rumble. I hauled myself from my galling thoughts and stared at the one man who could make hope hopeless. Who could make fate faithless. Who made my worth worthless. “General.” I mouthed, soaking in the feeling of my superiority over him. “How has your new environment been treating you so far?” “Good.” “The Lord Alpha?” “Kind.” “The Lord Luna?”
{Cayden’s POV}Isla had taken me out of the guest chambers and had brought me to this shack of a room like I was some slave. And as if that wasn’t outrageous enough, she had slapped me earlier. Why? Because I had stopped her from falling.Intolerable!I’m Alpha Cayden Hunter and I’ll be a slave to no one!She was making her way out now, pride dripping off her very shoulders. I might just have to kill it!“You’re trying too hard, Isla.” I voiced into the air. My voice sounded more bold and stentorian than ever, and I liked how it hit her.She swerved and glared at me, a heavy hint of shock and a small pinch of confusion plastered on her face. She couldn’t believe her ears. I had been too cold to suddenly become this hot. Well, it’s what I do… but, in my kindness, I’ll give her a confirmation of what she thought she heard wrongly.“But it’s never going to be enough to break me.” I added and her scowl extended.I watched her light up in the flames of her anger and I relished it.I wasn’t
{Isla’s POV}“Tea, my Princess?”“No.”“What about some—”“I’m not hungry Andrea!” I yelled“I’m sorry.” Sometimes, you just can’t resist a cute tiny voice and can’t just yell at the owner.Argh!“Andrea, I’m sorry.” I sat up on the bed. She was seated at the edge. “I’m not exactly in the best of moods. I’m sorry for yelling at you.” I apologized.She smiled and crept closer. “But what’s wrong?” Her voice was lined with concern.I didn’t feel like talking about it but Andrea seemed so concerned that refusing her might be considered a crime.“It’s Cayden.”Her concerned expression switched to shock. “The dishy General?”“Andrea!” Okay, this was a bad idea. A very bad one. I shouldn’t have said anything.“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” She tied my hands in hers. “He’s not dishy. I promise!”Okay, that was cute. I smiled.“He’s evil!” I continued.“Evil? Wh… what do you—”“I mean, he’s evil! He’s not the peaceful General he pretends to be.” I mouthed, clenching my fists tightly together. “He
{Isla’s POV} I was in my room now. Staring at my reflection in my makeup mirror. Styling my hair. Preparing to go for another meeting in the Court Hall. Oh, and I had a big smile on. I had a big smile on my face because yesterday went well. Too well In Fact. Everything had gone sweetly as planned. Mr. Untruee had acted his role perfectly. The fake report had claimed my Dad’s belief. My Dad had called off the setting of the Surveillance camp in the North. Cayden had grown angry at this falsity, and he had objected to his majesty’s decree. He, a general, had yelled in the Lord Alpha’s court. This had made my Dad seethe with rage. Cayden had committed two offenses yesterday. One, speaking without being called upon. Two, speaking in the first place. Generals don’t speak in the Lord Alpha’s Court, only Court wolves do. My Dad had censured Cayden and in his annoyance had adjourned the Council meeting. Cayden was required to come over to today’s Council meeting to apologize to the
{Isla’s POV} Cayden had attacked the man? Okay, cool move. But why? Cayden got up to his feet while the man rolled and groaned on the ground, but apparently, Cayden wasn’t done. He paced over to the man and with a swing and a clenched fist, he hung the man in the air. Fingers wrapped— tied around the Chap’s throat. Instinctively, guards had surrounded Cayden and the hanging hapless. Apparently, they didn’t fancy the recent surprises and were ready to attack the next one. “Who sent you?!” Cayden bawled at the man still hovering on his strong arms. The Hall was now noisy with gasps and murmurs of disbelief and shock, and everyone was thinking the same thing I was thinking. Had Cayden gone mad? This was so self-implicating, even for me who, by the way, wanted to implicate him! I mean, the Lord Alpha was addressing a subject and you come bashing him away like a multicolored Pinyatta. Cayden must really want a death sentence! I turned to my Dad and surprisingly, my Dad did seem ups
{Isla’s POV} “Not when you have a really beautiful sister.” Cayden mouthed and left me with my mouth slightly open with my shock plastered all over my expression. He was more cruel than I had thought. Once again, he had told me his plans, making me feel like I could do nothing to stop him. His confession only meant one thing. Kayla was all over him and he knew he could get her with placid ease no matter what I could do to stop him. It’s scary. Even though I was mad at Kayla And I think she is really foolish, I didn’t want her to go through the hurt I had suffered. Falling for Cayden was the worst decision any girl could ever make. Let’s ignore the fact that she’d be betraying me if she falls for him… Cayden was a heartless walking Greek god statue and he didn’t know the word “devotion” or “Love”. His dictionary was only labeled with words like, “casual sex” “no strings” or “I’m the best there is.” He’s so self-absorbed that he doesn’t realize how evil he has become. Back th
{Isla’s POV} It has already been one week now and I still haven't forgotten about it. I’m not talking about Cayden’s heinous threat. Although I still remember that one very well. It’s hard to forget when your ex-mate threatens to take advantage of your sister. But I’m talking about Ralph’s confession. Those four chilling words. “I still love you.” He had said to me, and he hadn’t been joking. I’ve been avoiding him for days now. Because, let me come plain, I’m scared. I’m scared of falling in love again. Scared of being too attached to someone. And he should be too. I mean, I broke his heart too. But somehow he isn’t. He wants me back instead, and that is scary. Don’t misunderstand me, I like him. But I don’t think I… I love him. Not anymore. I had given Cayden all my love but had lost my capability of loving anyone when Cayden spilled all that love on the grill of his Cruelty. But none— There was a knock on my Door and I flew to my feet out of shock, even though the rap w