NEW FAMILY Isabella pov “I'm leaving.” I suddenly announced to Alpha Asher, standing by the door handle, my face frowning a little. “No, you can't leave, at least stay a little longer, you've been down for a while now.He replied, walking closer to me while pocketing his phone. ‘Okay, I will let the carriage driver take you home.” He said barely above a whisper, I bowed my head, avoiding a direct contact with him. “Nevermind, alpha, I can find my way home.” I stood by the door, my hand grasping the handle as I announced my departure, trying to sound nonchalant despite the turmoil brewing inside me. Alpha Asher's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze piercing as he replied, "No, you can't leave, at least stay a little longer, you've been down for a while now." His words were laced with concern, but there was an underlying tone that made me wonder if he was genuinely worried about my well-being or just didn't want me to leave his side. As he walked closer, his movements fluid and
STUCK ON A RECORD Asher povI raised an eyebrow, studying Mason's profile as he continued to stare at his phone, a soft smile playing on his lips. The warmth in his voice was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity. "She acts weird sometimes," I repeated, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Mason's gaze didn't waver from the screen, but I knew he was listening."What do you mean?" he asked absently, his fingers scrolling through his messages.I shrugged, though he wasn't looking at me. "Just that...she seems distant, sometimes. Like she's not fully present." Mason's eyes flicked up to mine, a hint of intrigue sparking in their depths."What did you notice?" he asked, his voice a little more focused now.I leaned back into the couch, steepling my fingers together. "She acts like she's not seeing us for the first time. Like we're...familiar or something." Mason's expression turned thoughtful, and he nodded slowly."I noticed that too," he said, his voice low. "It's
Isabella pov “Come on, girl, the triplets alphas are having a pack gathering in the next few hours. Let's get something to wear in a nearby store.” Mae's voice rang through the thick air, jerking me off my thoughts. I was busy in the library, checking the record of myself. The scariest part of everything was the little child's picture, which looked exactly like me. I felt Mae's touch on my shoulder. “Have you been listening to me?” She questioned, standing akimbo, with a frown on her face. “What… what…” I stammered, then sighed. “Sorry, what were you saying?” I blinked, my eyes fluttering back to life as Mae's words sank in. "Pack gathering?" I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The triplets, Damien, Asher, and Mason, were notorious for their gatherings, which often ended in chaos and excitement. I wasn't sure if I was ready for that level of excitement, but Mae's enthusiasm was infectious.Mae's frown deepened, her eyes narrowing. "Yes, pack gathering! You weren't listeni
HIS VISIT Isabella pov( Music going on)I walked into the gathering, the pulsating music syncing perfectly with my racing heartbeat. Every young wolf in the pack seemed to be present, their excited chatter and laughter filling the air. My eyes glittered with anticipation as I scanned the crowd, feeling like it was my first gathering all over again. A teenage wolf bounced up to me, her eyes shining with envy. "Girl, the alphas will be here soon!" she squealed, barely containing her excitement. I smiled, my own excitement spiking.I made my way through the crowd, nodding and smiling at familiar faces. Some people complimented my outfit, a sleek black dress that hugged my curves perfectly, while others simply stared, their gazes lingering on my moon-touched tattoo. I felt a sense of pride knowing I belonged here, among these people. As I stood by the pineapple decor, admiring the decorations, a familiar voice echoed through the music and chatter. My heart skipped a beat as I turned,
STILL AN OBSESSION Enzo pov I stood there, my hands pocketed, waiting for her to turn around. But she didn't. She couldn't. I knew the feeling. The weight of our past hung between us like a challenge, daring us to confront it. "Isabella?" I called softly, my voice low and cautious.She still didn't move. Her shoulders stiffened, but she refused to turn around. I took a step closer, my eyes fixed on the back of her head. "Isabella, it's been a while, sister," I uttered, trying to keep my tone light despite the tension.She didn't react, didn't even flinch. But I knew she heard me. I could sense her vibrating with emotion, her fear and anger palpable. I took another step closer, and that's when she snarled, a low, menacing sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Don't come any closer," she warned, her voice barely above a whisper.I froze, my eyes locked on her rigid form. "Isabella, we need to talk," I said, trying to reason with her. But she cut me off, her voice rising. "I mean it
AN OUTBURST. Isabella povI burst out of the restroom, my heart still racing from the confrontation with Enzo. I wasn't watching where I was going, too caught up in my own thoughts. That's when I collided with someone, feeling myself tumbling to the ground. I landed with a thud, my palms scraping against the floor.A furious gaze met mine, eyes blazing with anger. "Watch where you're going, you low-life bitch," she spat, her voice venomous. I didn't want to look at her face, partly because I was intimidated, but also because of how swollen my own face was from crying. I tried to scramble to my feet, but she grabbed my arm, pulling me back."Hey, you're not going anywhere," she sneered, her grip tightening. "You're going to apologize for hitting me." I tried to shake off her hold, but she wouldn't let go. "Let me go, and I'll apologize," I said, trying to reason with her.But she just yanked me back, her eyes flashing with malice. "No, you apologize now," she demanded. The noise had a
I AM SUPPOSED TO BE FEARED Enzo povI stormed into the healer's building, my anger boiling over. "Get the hell out of here, you fool!" I growled, clenching my fist as I spotted Rachel lying on the bed, her head bandaged. The healer looked up, startled, as I burst into the room."Wait, you can't just-" the healer started, but I ignored him, rushing to Rachel's bedside. I pinned her to the wall, my eyes blazing with fury. "What did I tell you to do?" I snarled, my voice low and menacing. "I told you to piss Isabella off, not to fight with her!"Rachel's eyes widened in fear as she stared up at me. "I-I didn't mean to," she stammered. But I wasn't having it. "You didn't mean to?" I repeated, my voice rising. "You didn't mean to? You're lucky you're still alive, you idiot!"The healer tried to intervene, grabbing my arm and attempting to pull me away. But I refused to budge. "Let me go," I warned, my eyes never leaving Rachel's face. "You're going to regret crossing me, Rachel. You're go
WHO IS HE?Isabella pov I stared at my fist, the throbbing pain a stark reminder of my anger. Blood dripped onto the floor, mixing with the sweat that had broken out all over my body. I felt like I was going to explode, my heart racing with every beat. How dare he touch me like that? How dare he think he could just walk in like nothing happened?I let out a strangled sob, and suddenly I was crying uncontrollably. Tears streamed down my face, choking me as I gasped for air. My body shook with each ragged breath, my fist still throbbing in agony. I wrapped my arms around my knees, rocking back and forth as the tears poured out.Just then, I heard a knock on the door. "Isabella, sweetie, open up. What's wrong?" my mother called out, concern etched in her voice.I didn't respond, couldn't respond. I just shook my head, tears still streaming down my face. "Go away, Mom. I want to be alone," I managed to choke out between sobs.The knocking persisted, and I knew my mother wasn't going to
Isabella pov I took slow, deliberate steps back toward Mae, my gaze locking onto hers with an intensity that felt electric. Inside, a tempest of emotions swirled: anxiety, excitement, guilt. Her weak giggle tried to mask her distress, but the slight tremor of her lips revealed the truth. I could see it in her eyes—she was scared to be left behind, and I felt a pang of sorrow for her, mixed with my own conflicting desires. A part of me yearned to stay with her, yet my heart raced at the prospect of leaving for entirely different reasons. As I drew closer, I noticed the shimmer of tears pooling in her eyes. The moment seemed to stretch as she breathed my name—"Isabella..." Her voice wavered, breaking like fragile glass. Suddenly, the dam broke, and she erupted into desperate sobs. I turned fully to face her, my heart aching at the sight of her anguish, my expression softening instinctively. Without a moment's hesitation, I dropped my bag, its contents jostling inside, and wrapped he
Thalia pov The maid's giggles abruptly stopped, and she looked at me with a mixture of fear and apology. But before she could respond, the door was pushed open, and my big brother, Enzo, strode in. His wide gaze scanned the room, taking in the scattered clothes and half-packed bags. His hand clutched the door handle tightly as if anchoring himself to reality."What's going on here?" he asked, his deep voice booming and authoritative as it reverberated off the walls. His intense gaze landed on me, and I could see the shadows of fury darkening his features. "You're not going anywhere, Thalia," he growled, the tension in the room thickening with each word. His anger was almost palpable, crackling in the air like electricity.Despite the storm brewing in his eyes, I refused to be intimidated. I squared my shoulders, standing firm with my arms defiantly crossed over my chest. A smirk played at the corners of my lips as I replied, "Oh, really? And who exactly do you think you are to stop m
Thalia povI glared at the clumsy maid, my eyes narrowing into slits as annoyance bubbled up inside me like a pot about to boil over. She was fumbling with my carefully curated makeup kit, each dropped item setting my teeth on edge. “Pack them, you moron!” I barked, my voice cutting through the air like a whip. I snapped my fingers sharply, directing not just her but the other maids who were in the midst of packing my bags. They were meant to have everything organized and ready before I even set foot out of bed, yet here they were, wasting precious time like amateurs.The maid's eyes widened with fear, and she frantically scrambled to gather the scattered tubes and compacts, her hands shaking. But before she could even rise fully to her feet, I was already marching towards her like an impending storm, my heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. “You,” I said, jabbing a finger at her as my voice dripped with venom, “get back to work and pack my things properly. And you,” I tu
Asher pov I clapped my hand against my forehead, feeling the lingering warmth of the couch seep into my skin. "Isabella," I whispered, a broad smile unfurling across my face as her image filled my mind. It felt like an eternity since I last saw her, and my thoughts were consumed by memories of her bright, infectious smile and her laughter that could light up even the dullest days. With a surge of urgency, I stood up, my feet instinctively carrying me toward the window. I pulled back the curtain, allowing the brilliant sun to flood the room, casting golden rays that danced across the walls. The melodious chirping of birds outside filled the air, amplifying my sense of excitement and anticipation. That’s when I heard the guard’s voice announcing her arrival. "Isabella!" I exclaimed, my heart pounding in my chest, filled with exhilaration. As the doorknob turned slowly, I rushed to the door, swinging it open wide. "Isabella!" I called out, wrapping my arms around her small frame in
Isabella pov"Don’t tell me to lie about your whereabouts, Isabella! I don't even know where you're coming from!” Mae’s voice echoed angrily off the walls, her sharp tone resembling a reprimand rather than a plea.I had just stepped out of Rufus's building, making my way through the bustling streets toward the south side, where I lived with my parents. The journey had been more than just a physical one; it was accompanied by a whirlwind of thoughts and discoveries about my district that lingered in my mind. Despite my efforts to investigate, we hadn’t uncovered the elusive book Rufus had mentioned.As I settled onto a weathered wooden bench, I kept my gaze locked on Mae, who stood a few feet away, her body tense and fists clenched in frustration. The space between us felt heavy, and her anger was palpable as she paced, a whirlwind of emotion."Talk to me, friend," she finally implored, her tone shifting from fiery to a softer, more pleading melody. With a reluctant snicker escaping my
Enzo povI walked majestically, the glass of wine still clutched in my fist, my eyes scanning the crowd for a glimpse of Asher. My sister's infatuation with him was almost comical, but I had a different agenda. I wanted to see if the Alpha was still as weak as I remembered or if he'd grown some spine since our last encounter. My lips curled into a menacing smile as I giggled to myself, the sound barely audible but laced with mockery.Just then, a lady with fiery red hair waved at me, her soprano voice echoing through the crowds. "Hello Alpha, you look handsome." I smiled back at her, my eyes still searching for Thalia. At least my little sister had an "in" with Asher, given her apparent crush on him.As I made my way through the throngs of people, I spotted Thalia laughing and clinking glasses with Kelly, one of the pack members I'd specifically warned to stay away from my sister. My instincts kicked in, and I strode towards them, my long legs eating up the distance. Kelly's eyes flic
Isabella povI stood up, letting the weight of my thoughts press down on my chest as I held my breath for a moment, then slowly released it. It was infuriating that everyone seemed to know the details of my past, yet no one had the answers I desperately needed. Rufus, the stranger I had met just a few hours earlier, was attempting to help me. I moved closer to his table, my hand lightly resting on its surface as I watched him crouched down, rummaging through the disarray of bookshelves.“Don't worry, Isabella,” he said, his voice steady in spite of the chaos surrounding us. “I will find the book that explains how to retrieve your mate's memories after being reborn.” He hesitated, his expression faltering, and I could see a flicker of pain cross his face as a sharp edge from one of the shelves penetrated his hand.“Oh, moon goddess!” I exclaimed, rushing to his side. My eyes widened as I noticed blood steadily dripping from the wound, pooling onto the floor beneath him. I scanned the r
Thalia pov I stood frozen for a moment, my mind reeling from the four words that had just changed everything: "I have a mate." Asher's words echoed in my head, but my reaction didn't match the situation. Instead of backing off, a spark ignited within me. I knew he wasn't mine, but the challenge was too enticing to ignore. I will surely make him mine. With newfound determination, I pushed aside the lingering thoughts of our encounter and focused on finding my brother, Enzo. The vibrant party scene around me was a blur as I scanned the crowd, my heels clicking on the pavement. The music pulsed through the air, but I wasn't here to dance or have fun – not yet, at least. I had to find Enzo. As I navigated through the sea of people, a carefree couple twirling to the music caught my attention. They were lost in their own world, oblivious to everything else. Too lost, it seemed, because they almost collided with me. "Hey, watch it!" I warned, my voice sharp enough to cut through the mus
Asher povI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my cufflinks as I gazed at my reflection. The black tuxedo my brothers had picked out for me fit perfectly, accentuating my broad shoulders and lean physique. I smirked, feeling like a million bucks. The sound of a knock at the door broke my reverie, and I strode over to open it."About time you got dressed," I said, swinging the door open to reveal my brothers, Demian, and Mason, standing in the hallway, looking dapper in their own tuxedos. Demian's eyes sparkled with amusement as he handed me a black bow tie."You're wearing this," he said, his voice firm but playful. "No arguments."I raised an eyebrow, taking the bow tie from him. "You know I'm perfectly capable of tying my own tie, right?"Mason chuckled, leaning against the doorframe. "Yeah, but where's the fun in that? Besides, we brought your shoes, and Demian's been practising his shoe-tying skills."Demian shot Mason a mock-glare. "Hey, I'm a master shoe-tier now."I laughe