He didn’t like the idea of Arthur going with his wife. She already seemed to enjoy Arthur’s company—what if they spent more time together and…‘But you don’t want her, right?’ his wolf mocked. ‘So why are you jealous?’He wanted to snap back at his irritating beast, insisting he wasn’t jealous, but before he could, Isabella and Arthur both yelled in unison:“Why?”Killian’s eyes flickered with irritation as he looked between them. “Because you just returned, and I need you in the office. So come with me.”Before Isabella could protest, Killian grabbed Arthur’s arm and dragged him along at a blur of speed.Later, Isabella, along with Grace and Rose, reached the mall. Killian’s beta, Ethan, accompanied them, along with two more guards trailing closely behind. It felt like they were celebrities, constantly followed by bodyguards. She rolled her eyes at Killian’s overprotective nature, but it was a feeling she had never experienced before—having someone genuinely care for her life. Howeve
Killian rose to his feet the moment Isabella stepped out of the bathroom.“Umm… Isabella,” he called, his tone uncertain.She didn’t so much as glance at him and kept walking.“Bella, listen.” This time, he moved in front of her, blocking her way.Isabella was shocked to hear him call her Bella, a name only those closest to her ever used. But no matter how hard she tried to ignore it, it sounded different—and strangely beautiful—when it rolled off his lips in that deep, enchanting voice.“Only the people closest to me can use that name,” she said, her voice soft but edged with steel as she lifted her gaze to meet his. “For you—it’s Isabella.” Her words were calm, yet the quiet defiance in her tone was unmistakable.His eyes narrowed at her resistance. But then he exhaled slowly, raking a hand through his hair. The simple gesture—so careless, so unintentional—made her heart flutter, her pulse skittering wildly against her will.“Fine,” he muttered. “Isabella.” He shook his head and rea
Isabella sat alone in Killian’s room—the same room that was supposed to be hers as well after their marriage. Yet in her heart, she still thought of it as his. The walls, the scent, even the silence carried his presence, reminding her that she was merely an intruder in his space.Ever since that humiliating day when he had left her in the dining room only to retreat to his study with his girlfriend, she had decided to cut him off completely. She ignored him at every turn, no matter how desperately her heart ached.However, Killian had tried to get a response from her in those days. He threw careless excuses her way, starting meaningless conversations. When that didn’t work, he tried to provoke her into arguments, as if her anger was better than her silence. But Isabella had sworn to herself that she would not give him the satisfaction. He would not see her break. He would not matter.At least, that was what she kept telling herself.The truth was far crueler. Every time he came near,
As soon as Killian entered the study with Maya, he shut the door behind them and released her hand—the hand he had only held to put on a show for Isabella. He walked to his desk, lowering himself into the leather chair with deliberate calm.He didn't know why… but he had wanted Isabella to burn with jealousy, to see her squirm. Instead, she had turned away as if his performance meant nothing. That indifference gnawed at him more than her tears ever could.Maya stood in the middle of the room, her eyes narrowing as she studied him.“Sit down, Maya,” he said flatly, gesturing to the chair across from him.Instead of sitting, she walked closer, placing her palms on the edge of his desk and leaning forward, her perfume flooding the air.“Alpha,” she murmured, arching a perfectly shaped brow, “I didn’t come here for polite conversation. I came to see you… to be with you. And you’re wasting time with these formalities.”Killian exhaled sharply, pinching the bridge of his nose. His patience
“I brought her with me,” Grace said firmly, her voice carrying the calm authority of a mother. “Why should she eat alone in her room while we all sit here together? Killian, she is part of this family, and she will eat here—with her family.”Isabella’s eyes shifted to her mother-in-law when she heard the word her family. Her family. Overcome with emotions, she lowered her gaze before anyone could notice the moisture in her eyes.“But, Mother…” Killian began, his green eyes flashing.“No, Killian! I won’t hear another word about this. If you have a problem, you can leave the table,” Grace scolded gently.Isabella’s eyes widened with fear as she looked between Grace and Killian. But to her surprise, Killian didn’t snap back at his mother, despite his reputation for being harsh and embodying the full authority of an Alpha. Instead, he glanced at his father for support, but James only shrugged with a calm and unreadable face.Killian said nothing more. Inside, Isabella felt a quiet relief
Isabella was the one who looked away first and broke the spellKillian awkwardly cleared his throat, searching for his voice. Rising from the bed, he said firmly,“You are not allowed to leave this room. Breakfast and lunch will be served here. I expect you won’t defy my orders this time—because the punishment won’t be so easy next time.”With that, he stepped toward the bathroom.“Are you serious? You can’t do this to me. You can’t lock me in here!” Isabella yelled, her voice trembling with both anger and desperation.“Oh, I can—and I will, angel,” Killian replied, his tone low and unyielding, before disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door behind him. Her shouts followed, muffled through the walls. A faint smirk touched his lips; at least she would learn her lesson now and think twice before making mistakes in the future.After his shower, he dressed in an immaculate, expensive suit and left for his office.Isabella remained alone in the locked room. She got to know from