LOGINIsabelle's life takes a sudden turn when she slips into the freezing water of a lake and drowns her life slipping through her fingers. However her dark fate suddenly changes when she is given another chance by the moon goddess although it comes with a deadly curse. Known as the lazy indulgent sister of the Emperor with no wolf, and an obsession with the Pack's beta, a man who showed her no affection, she suddenly meets her wolf. Isabelle rises from the dead but now with a timer over her head. She has two impossible choices–to forge unbreakable bonds with multiple mates or face a slow, agonizing death as her life force drains away. To break the curse, Isabelle must juggle the affections of more than one man while keeping her secrets well buried. Will she master the curse—or will it consume her and her fragile heart?
View MoreEloise
“So what? You’re just going to walk away from my life like we hadn’t spent the last two years as married couples?” “Yes.” His voice plain like this was just some mere question. “Is this what you want? A Divorce?” I asked. “Yes.” “And what about last night?” I flung my hands in the air, my eyes staring at my Adonis of a husband as he knotted his tie. “Eloise.” He paused, his eyes taking me in. “That was just a mere night Elle, you couldn’t have counted it as anything serious, could you?” The causality in his voice was torn to my flesh, I hated it. I looked at him, so many words to say but it felt like my tongue was caught. He nodded negatively, “you did? It was just a night Elle, you didn’t have to savor it.” “I did Savor it, it was my first time and our first time as married couples in two years of being married. How could you think I would take it as a joke?” I asked but was answered with his silence. What did I expect from an emotionally unavailable, self absorbed man like Edward Bassett? He stopped what he was doing and looked me straight in the eyes, as he slowly made his way towards me. He reached where I was standing and stared at him. “You knew a day like this would come, Elle.” He smiled at me and I wondered why. He was divorcing me and he was smiling like there was something fun going on. He gently grabbed my face and I looked him in the eye, he was serious. “Then why did you do it?” I pressed my lips together trying to hold back the tears. “Do what?” He asked and I realized he was still holding me so I pushed him away from me. “All of the time we spent together lately, the date nights, the movies, how you made me feel, we had sex, Edward. Did that not mean anything to you?” He nodded negatively, a smile on his face. “No, Eloise. I was just trying to fulfill my duty as your husband before divorcing you. You knew this day would come. We signed a contract.” “So all of that was to fulfill your duty?” I wiped my eyes and watched as he nodded without any remorse. I was a fool to think that he loved me. I was so stupid to think that things could finally work out and we would be a happy couple. “These are the papers, sign them and I promise to keep to my ends of the bargain and give you your payment.” “I do not want any stupid payment, I want you,” I yelled. “I’ll head downstairs, our guests are waiting for us. It’s the last day of us being a married couple. We should enjoy it. I’ll be waiting for you downstairs.” He patted me on my shoulder, still smiling as he walked out. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I picked the papers up from the bed and read them line after line, word after word. He really wanted things done with me. He was serious about it. I hadn’t expected this, this wasn’t what I thought would happen today of all days which happened to be our second anniversary. Yes, the only reason why Edward Bassett, who was my boss two years ago, had asked me to marry him was because he needed to save his father’s legacy, it was just a contract and although our marriage kicked off roughly, things were slowly looking better. Not until months ago, Edward hadn’t had my time or cared that he had a wife, he’d been too carried away by work and I barely saw him but then he changed, always wanting to be sure that I was okay, being around me and trying his best to make time for me. For the first time yesterday, we had sex to celebrate our two years of being married, I could remember every stroke of his hard cock against my wet pussy. The way he made me feel, that couldn’t have been fake, that couldn't have meant anything to him? His little whispers of nothing. The way he clung to my skin. How could he? I looked at the papers again, my name boldly written on them. Eloise Vanessa Bassett. Was this real? No, it couldn’t. The sound of soft music from our anniversary party played gently, making me feel weird about everything. Something was wrong somewhere, he had been the one to coax me into having an anniversary party, he had been the one to make all of the plans, he told me he had something special to tell me, he couldn’t be the divorce, he sounded too happy for it to be a divorce. I needed to see him, if he needed space, then I would give him space, but he needed to tell me what was wrong. I picked myself up from the chair and stormed out of the room. I reached the main room where the party was being held. Businessmen roaming around, meeting up with other people of their caliber while my eyes ransacked the entire room for my husband. I had searched for a few minutes and hadn’t seen him. As a maid passed by me, I stopped her and asked for the whereabouts of my husband. “Have you seen my husband?” I asked, my hopes high that talking to him could solve things. “I saw him go to the guest room. Mrs Bassett.” “Okay, thank you.” I gave a fake smile and immediately headed for the stairs but as I walked by I was stopped by an older lady who looked so stunning and also looked like she had a million things to say. “Darling, congratulations on your anniversary. I wish you guys many happy years as a beautiful couple.” I smiled. That would only work if I could talk to my husband right now. “Thank you, I smiled.” “And it looks like there’s a little one coming soon.” She looked at my tummy and I smiled. Fuck I wanted to be out of here immediately. The woman, who I remember her name to be Mrs Huston, is a family friend and I didn’t want to be rude to her but I had to see my husband before he made a mistake that could ruin both of us. “Thank you so much. If you could please excuse me I have something urgent to attend to, I promise, I will be back soon.” She smiled at me and patted my hand warmly. “Sure there.” I nodded and gave one last fake smile before climbing up the stairs and heading to the guest room. I reached the guest room and without wasting a second, I pushed the door open, barging into the room. “Edwa….” I gasped at the sight in front of me, my jaw dropping, my legs suddenly forgetting how to stand and every bone in my body letting go of me. The sounds I heard were horrible and I felt faint.ALAN'S POVThe moment the announcement was made, a cold wave of shock hit me. I knew I was talented, I had always believed in my abilities as an artist. But the thought of the public voting, of their opinions holding such weight in the competition, was enough to make me question everything. My hands become clammy, his heart drumming in my chest. I shut my eyes tight as the public watched the paintings and chose the winner.This was it, the last moment for my dreams to come through. I took a deep breath as the hall went silent again.Master Levi's voice rang out, slicing through the ringing in my ears and my nervousness. “The winner of this year’s art competition is Artist Alan!”The applause was deafening, followed by loud cheers, the gasps of approval.It was all overwhelming for a moment.I suddenly felt the floor shift under me, my legs now unsteady as I collapsed back onto my seat. I clutched my chest, barely able to breathe. The world around me blurred for a minute as I stood up
ISABELLE’S POVI was restless in the villa, pacing my room and unable to keep still. Today was the art competition and I knew Alan would be in the heat of it right now.Not knowing what was going on there was almost driving me crazy. A knock echoed in the door and my maid walked in with a tray for my lunch.I nodded in response as she walked in and bowed. I stared at the plate for food as she set it gently on the table.But I had no appetite, not when my stomach was churning with anticipation.“I need you to go to the royal arts competition and report back to me all that's happening there,” I ordered.My maid paused on her way out of the door, her wary eyes landing on me before bowing and stepping out.I wrangled my hands in my lap as I waited for her to return. My heart was pounding loudly as I heard her footsteps on the stairs and then the knock on the door of my chambers.I tore the door open and dragged her to it. “Tell me!” I urged.“Your Highness, the competition is going smooth
KAEL’S POVThe prison was grim as I strode through the halls, impatient to be back outside under the light of the sun and away from the thick stench.Suddenly the walls went alive with the sounds of agony. Guttural screams echoed off the stone walls, each one filled with pain and begging.As a warrior and a general I had already steeled myself against such sounds, but today, these screams made me pause in my steps.It was a woman’s scream—raw and broken.I turned my head toward the direction of the noise. I had come down here just to oversee Axel’s torture and make sure he broke, but now, I was strung with curiosity that led my steps into the depths of the prison. The warden who was leading me through the walls shot me a wary glance but said nothing as he followed.As I got closer to one of the isolated cells and the sounds, the scent of rot and dampness only grew stronger in the air.The iron bars of the cell were wet with moisture, the single torch in the corridor casting shadows.
KAEL’S POVI felt a slight tremor under my skin as I strode out of the pack hospital. My conversation with Rowan played on my mind.I hope he got my message loud and clear because I wouldn't want him getting between Isabelle and me. Now that she is with me, I would like to keep her as mine.I pushed the thought back as I remembered Tristan’s last command. I need to pay the spy Axel a visit.The prison reeked of blood, sweat, and decay as the warden led me through the halls.The air hugged thick with the metallic stench of pain and suffering, and the dim torchlight in the warden's hands was hardly enough to light the long dark hallways. I strode through the narrow corridor, my boots echoing against the cold floor. The guards standing at the door of his cell gave me a salute as I waited for the warden to unlock the heavy iron door.As the gate screeched open, I stepped in leaning down to get through the low bar.Once my eyes adjusted to the low light, I saw Axel slumped against the woo
ISABELLE’S POVThe dim candle cast long shadows across the stone walls of the bathhouse, as I stared down the person standing in front of me. Her body was rigid as she took another step out of the shadows, her piercing gaze fixed on me, but I could see the slight tension in her shoulders. She was trying to hide it, but I knew.“You don’t look pleased to see me,” I said, leaning casually against the bathtub. I trailed my fingers over the marble top, looking away from him.She let out a loud exhale, crossing her arms. “I never expected you to be so bold,” she admitted. Her eyes flickered to the exposed skin, my neck down to my collarbone, “Are you not afraid that Kael will discover… us?”I let out a loud laughter. “Afraid?” I repeated, tilting my head with a sky smile. “And why would I be afraid?”She narrowed his eyes at me, and I could see her hands curl into fist. “Because if he finds out, it won’t end well for either of us.”My smirk deepened. “Oh, you misunderstand everything. Ka
ISABELLE’S POVThe morning light streamed through the tall windows of my chambers, as I stirred in the silk sheets. The heat from last night still lingered in the air. I turned with exhaustion, my movement sending tiny shocks through her muscles and my mind playing a reminder of Kael’s hands on my body, his lips tracing wet kisses along my skin.A gentle knock on the door pulled me away from the memories as I quickly sat up, pulling the sheets closer to my body.“My Lady,” my maid's soft voice called through the door.One of my maids stepped inside, a basin of warm water in her hands. Her cheeks flushed red with heat as her gaze landed on the scattered bed and my naked body was barely covered by the sheets.“What do you want?” I murmured, stretching my hands over my head lazily.She quickly averted her gaze, setting the basin down on a nearby table. “General Kael tended to you this morning,” she said. “He cleaned your wounds and ensured you were comfortable before leaving.”My lips






Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
Comments