Isabella knew at this point that she needed to focus and find a way out of the situation at hand and deal with Felicity's betrayal later. She paused in deep thought to try to figure out something as they were definitely outnumbered and a confrontation would be deadly.“I know these woods very well and I can get us out of here, the only issue might be our scent as these wolves hunt with scent and that's how they are able to sniff us out” Felicity suddenly said. Isabella and Jasper looked at her surprise written all over their faces.“Please Isabella, you have to trust me on this one, I've been working with them, remember?” “Even if we want to believe you, how do we mask our scent as you said?” Jasper asked Felicity and at that moment Isabella remembered the vial with the potion to help mask her scent that Lydia had given to her. She had never had a need for it until now.“I think I have a solution to that” Isabella said as she brought out the vial from her bag and took a sip then o
Isabella awoke with a start almost jumping out of the chair she was lying down. She had sensed him searching. She tried to reach out, at first there was nothing and then she felt it, it was him Tristan and he was trying to find her.“Isabella, where are you?” She could sense him ask and she replied “I'm deep in the woods at the far end of the north of the forest lands close to the kingdoms border” “I'm coming” Isabella couldn't contain her joy, her wolf even was restless as it too couldn't contain its joy. Felicity had walked in and tried to talk to Isabella but she barely noticed as she seemed to be lost in thought. Isabella had always wanted to find Tristan as the prophecy depended on both of them, but now that he was close to finding her, she seemed to be having doubts and didn't know how she was going to feel seeing him after such a long time. She felt a bit of anger in her after all that she had gone through and the way he had left her all these while.“Isabella,” Felicity
Tristan and Isabella Share a quiet moment together, each with his own thoughts. They know they need to find a way to avoid Declan and his men for now as they were not ready for any confrontation. They needed more allies, Jasper and Felicity alone was not enough. Also Isabella has been through so much and he felt that she needed the time to rest well especially because of the child she was carrying. Tristan turned to Felicity and asked “How safe can you say this place is?” “As far as I know, it's very safe. Can't say if anyone else knows about it, but I've been here twice. The first time was with my friend and that was when we discovered this place. The second time was by myself,” Felicity replied. “Okay, Jasper and I will take turns guarding this sanctuary” Tristan said and they all agreed.“We will also need to get some things to enable us to survive for the next few days we will be here” Jasper said. Isabella smiled as she was happy to have Tristan around and taking charge. It
Tristan was on his way to get all that they will need, so they could remain in the underground sanctuary for a few more days so that Isabella could rest well and also give him enough time to know how to go about protecting her, the baby and the prophecy, his mind went back to how it had all began.He was not always a rogue, he had his own pack, The eagle claw pack. He had been an exceptional and fearless leader who was greatly loved by his people until things had been to go the wrong way, the rogues were becoming more than the kingdoms, the values of the werewolf kingdom were no longer upheld and tyranny became the order of the day.Victor, a former exile of the kingdom had returned with his gang of warriors and had begun to sow seeds of disunity among the pack members causing a division and he had openly challenged Tristan. He couldn't forget that night the night everything had changed, the night he had run away and labeled a rogue.He remembered how everything had been so quiet that
Tristan remembered they were not allowed to shift during the fight. They were asked to fight in their human form. Victor had hit Tristan first but he had dodged the blow and hit Victor with an even harder blow. His beta Leandro watched and hated the fact that he could not do anything as he hated Victor with a passion. They both fought very hard with each of them having serious injuries. Victor fought desperately with a hunger for the title in his eyes. The pack members watched like hungry wolves. Victor's people hoped for him to win. As they fought Tristan perceived that Victor's fight was not just about winning and he confronted him while he held him down.“What is it that you want Victor, Tristan asked him. “I want revenge” Victor replied, “You took everything from me.”“I took care of the pack and made sure that our people survived,” Tristan said. Victor blinded by rage ran with force towards Tristan but he dodged him and Victor fell flat on his face to the ground and the crowd
Isabella looked at Tristan and knew immediately that something was wrong, but she didn't say a thing as Felicity was with them. She tried to make casual conversation.“Hope your outing went well” she asked him. “Yes” Tristan replied “I was able to get us enough to last just for tonight. By morning we will need to get more supplies to last us till the next day. I'll take over from Jasper now so he can rest a bit as he will be taking the first shift tonight.” “Okay” Isabella replied But the real questions in her mind she couldn't ask Tristan and then suddenly she said to him “Can I come and keep you company while you watch? I'm tired of being forced to rest and I think I've rested enough” Tristan smiled and said “I was wondering when you would say this” and they both laughed.They went outside together and Tristan spoke to Jasper.“Hey man, you can go and rest now so you can take the first shift tonight. I'll keep watching now with Isabella." "Okay thanks” Jasper said “I need t
Tristan had told Isabella that he had fought Victor and gave up because his people had betrayed him, but what he didn't tell her was that there was another reason why he had chosen to leave. That night when Tristan had run away from the pack, from Victor and all that they represented. He had gone straight to a place where no man dared to camp. He had gone to the burial ground, a place where the first Alpha of his bloodline had been buried. That night he had been afraid of the ghosts, not the ones buried in the burial ground but the ones that were deep inside of him.He had gone straight to the tomb stone that was the largest among all the others, there was a symbol carved on the stone and he carried the same symbol on his chest, it had been there as long as he could remember. It was the mark of the curse, and his father had told him all about the mark. Tristan had laid down on the stone as he remembered it all, the pack's betrayal, the shame even the look in Leandros eyes.He had run
They both turned to find Lydia the Lunaris pack healer, staring at the both of them. She walked up to them as she said,“Thank the Gods for finally sending you back home.” Isabella and Tristan were hit with the biggest shock of their lives as each of them was wondering why she was happy that Isabella had returned.“Lydia,” Isabella said. “I never thought I was going to see you again.” “I have missed home and everything about it” she said as she gave Lydia a hug. “What have you been doing with yourself?” Lydia asked “Fighting and running from enemies” Isabella replied smiling. “What has been happening here?” Isabella asked.“A lot” Lydia replied with a sadness in her voice that didn't go unnoticed by Isabella. “I can see your baby is growing really fast. How far gone are you now?”Isabella looked at her and said “I don't even know, been too busy running from enemies that I haven't even bothered to find out”“Oh Isabella” Lydia exclaimed smiling, “You are still so much the war
Three days later, Tristan was awake and he felt as good as new. He was so happy to see that Lyon was awake. Isabella was by his side.“Lyon has to take his rightful place as the Alpha, he's meant to lead and we are to follow.” He said to Isabella Isabella nodded in understanding.“She came to you again.”“Yes,” she did. “She says for Lyon to attain his full powers, I have to hand over the mantle of leadership to him as the new Alpha.”Isabella was quiet. She didn't say anything immediately.Just as they were speaking Leandro walked in.“Glad to see you back on your feet again my man,” he said beaming with smiles.“Gather the council, it's time for the True Alpha to lead and begin the fulfillment of his destiny.”“Right away, Tristan,” Leandro answered, turning around immediately to go carry out his orders.“Tristan,” Isabella began.“I fear that Lyon is too young for such a burden to be placed on his shoulders.”“Have no fear my love, I know that he's still a child and that's why he
Everyone had been silent after the battle. The wolves all moved about with a new kind of respect for their Alpha while they all wondered if he was going to make it.Tristan lay still inside the high chamber. Isabella was at his side as he was hanging onto life by a thread. Sleep had disappeared from her eyes. She couldn't cry anymore, she held on willing herself to not break under the weight of the fear for his life as she watched her husband.She heard the door behind her open and shut and heard his voice before she saw him.“They are gathered, waiting,” he said.“Let them wait,” she said as she turned to look at him.“Izzy..” Leandro called to her as he saw the sad look in her eyes.”“He'll make it. Tristan has never been one to give up so easily.”“Thank you,” she said as she got up slowly, kissed his forehead as she said.“I'll make your sacrifice worth it.”“Let's go,” she said with a nod as she turned to Leandro.The hall was filled when she entered with Alphas from every corner
The fires that surrounded the stronghold had never burned as bright as they did that night. But inside the stone walls, there was only cold. And deep beneath the temple, where the ground trembled with the weight of ancient magic, Lyon slept. Unchanged, untouched by the years that had passed. Preserved by magic so old, it seemed to exist outside of time itself.Isabella went to him every morning. Sometimes she smiled, remembering the joy in his laughter. Other times, her eyes would fill with tears as she spoke of things that no longer seemed possible. But there was never any pleading in her voice. No desperate calls for him to wake.She only waited.But while Isabella kept vigil, Tristan did not wait. He worked every day, he moved with purpose. He gathered the leaders, called forth those who would listen to him, and those who would fear what might happen if they didn’t. The packs came together slowly, some out of respect, others out of pure survival. They knew the stakes. They had seen
Days after Lyon fell into sleep, the wolves were gathered around the fire all waiting and watching. Waiting for him to wake up. Ena had recovered from the wounds she sustained during the battle of the Hollowed. Her pups were gathered with her when the eldest of them asked.“Mama, why is everyone saying the Pure Alpha is to heal the land? Isabella the land cursed?”Enas' heart skipped a beat as she looked at her son's face and then decided that it was time he knew how they got to where they are today. “I'll tell you all about it my child,” she said.“Decades ago, the werewolf kingdom had enjoyed great unity and they had all been under one banner, and the sacred stones altar. The reign of the first Alpha had been a great one. He was a great leader who was seen as a king, even a god among the wolves. It was said that he had the strength of the earth under his feet and that the fire of the stars ran in his blood.The first Alpha was highly respected and adored among his people. His golde
The night was a dark and lonely one. Tristan was standing outside the chamber. He tested on the stone walls as he looked at his son sleeping. According to Seraphina, he was in a trance of Deep Sleep.He hated this kind of helplessness he was feeling now. Lyon had always been difficult to understand. If not for Seraphina who had been helping to guide him. This new silence of sleep was way too heavy for both Tristan and Isabella.No one knew what to do, even the wolves that were sworn to protect him were all helpless. As Tristan was Deep in thoughts, the air around him changed. He didn't need to guess as he already sensed the presence of the Moon Goddess Her voice was soft as always but firmer this time.“You’ve been waiting a long time, Tristan.”He couldn't respond. Her presence already signifies that whatever the child was going through was tied to his destiny. The Moon Goddess had always been revered by them for years. “You are here again?”Tristan asked her, his voice was tired f
The boy was changing.Not slowly, like the seasons that crept in unnoticed, but with the kind of sudden violence only a storm could bring. A force that moved through the calm, ripping apart everything it touched. It began quietly, almost imperceptibly, with dreams.It was never clear where they came from. Whispers in languages Lioran had never been taught. Visions of forests burning, wolves howling at shattered moons, mountains splitting open like the skin of an ancient beast. At first, Isabella thought it was nothing but nightmares. The child was young, too young to be burdened by the weight of visions. And yet, every morning he woke, silent and distant. His eyes weren’t wide with fear, though. They never were.He woke still, watching something only he could hear.Something that made him different.Tristan noticed it too. Lyon’s eyes had changed. They were no longer those of a child, full of innocence and wonder. They had become something else, heavy. A depth that Tristan had only se
Leandros arms were hurting him already by the time they got to the pack's stronghold. But he didn't dare put her down nor did he let anyone take her from him. His shirt was soaked with her blood. His eyes never left her face for a second. He was very afraid, he didn't want to lose her.They had lost Malik to this terrible evil battle, Ena though alive limped throughout their journey back to the camp. The death of Malik, a painful reminder of what they had been through. As they approached the pack grounds, every step felt heavier than the last. Seraphina was still breathing, but barely.That small, fragile breath was all that mattered now.The healer’s den was in sight. The scent of herbs and old wood filled the air as they crossed the threshold, and Isabella and Lydia were already there, waiting. Isabella's hands moved with purpose, sweeping through the door before Leandro even had a chance to speak, already reaching for Seraphina with the efficiency of someone who had done this too
“You always know how to find me,” she said, smiling brightly as she saw him.“I wanted to see you,” Leandro replied as he walked closer.Leandro had been watching her for sometime now as she was playing with the water. He just stood watching, marvelling at how she was skillfully controlling her magic. Each time he saw her, all he wanted to do was to mark her as his mate. She made him always want to lose control of himself but he held himself. He wanted her to be readyIt was the first time he was seeing her alone after the binding ritual with Tristan. She had changed in so many ways. She seemed to carry herself better now, like she was in total control of who she is and had accepted her fate and powers.“Come she said,” holding out her hands to him.He saw her eyes then, there was a certain beautiful glow to them, not of enchantment but they seemed to have so much awareness in them.He walked towards her with confidence all the while looking at her. As he dipped his boots in the water
The camp smelled of iron and fire. Tristan was standing alone in the central circle, he was sweating profusely. The darkness within him seemed to return and he was trying seriously to fight it. His breathing was heavy; he had to support himself with his sword as the force was so strong he could barely stand on his own.He saw shadows, and at the same time he was hearing voices telling him to burn everything down and run. The madness was returning, it was the voice of the first Alpha.At that point he realized that the curse had not ended, it was still there somewhere waiting to come out.He held tightly to the blade of his sword as he tried to steady himself. He had to fight this, there was no way he was letting this madness take over him again. Especially not now that they have been through a lot.He thought the curse had been broken, but it was clear to him now that the power was s there. Probably hidden or buried as he could feel the rage and hunger that came with it.Isabella had