The Lycan's Luna's Vengeful Redemption.

I felt a smile of giddy happiness stretch across my lips as Logan strolled confidently towards me down the aisle. Yes, he was late, and it wasn't customary for brides to wait for their grooms at the altar, but I couldn't care less. I was finally marrying the man of my dreams, and a little tardiness wasn't going to ruin my day. I expected to see the same look of unbridled joy on Logan's face, or even one interspersed with a mildly nervous expression. When Logan was close enough for me to study, however, the expression on his face wasn't one I could decipher. Our eyes didn't meet as he came to a stop in front of me and the stately priest who cleared his throat self-importantly and began the ceremony."Cutting it pretty close, aren't you?", I joked in a whisper, smiling besottedly at the man who would make me the happiest woman on earth. His eyes stayed firmly affixed on the ground, not even giving the slightest response to my attempt at breaking the sudden tension between us. With a co

Ever since I was a little girl, I'd had an irrational fear of the dark.I jumped at little noises that were most times just the creaking of my bed, and startled at sudden movements that were always just random items of clothing hanging off chairs or in closets.Now though, nothing about those fears were irrational or fake.Trees with long branches and sweeping leaves waved back and forth in the slight wind, and the wind made a high whistling sound as it wove through the dense vegetation, rustling the dead leaves on the forest floor.I hugged my arms to myself as I walked, the heels of my shoes sinking into the soft earth. I was suddenly yanked backwards by my dress and I screamed, whirling around and expecting to see someone holding on to me.I heaved a quiet sigh of relief and a titter at my own jumpiness when I saw that the train of my dress had simply snagged on a tree root.Sighing, I gripped the flimsy lace firmly and pulled taut, ripping it in two so that it now hung halfway to

Isabella’s pov “It’s good to see that you’re doing okay.” He smiled warmly at me and I couldn’t help but do the same so that I wouldn't appear tense. “Thank you for saving me.” I immediately appreciated him while my eyes rovered around the table with different delicacies but now it was just the two of us that were present, my stomach churned hungrily and I couldn’t help but stare at the food wondering where to start. “It’s nothing, I’m just happy that you’re okay, you need a lot more rest and you will be fine.” He tells me and I nod my head in agreement. “Why don’t we begin eating, I see you’re craving them.” He chuckled, making me blush slightly at how he could easily tell what I wanted. “Sure.” I answered before digging right into my food, I didn’t care if it was poisoned because after what had happened to me, I ought not to trust anyone but yet this man was treating me with so much kindness even though he barely knew me. I took a piece of different food to try out and they al

Isabella’s povI struggled to form a coherent response, my throat dry and constricted with fear. "I-I'm not a spy," I managed to stammer out, my voice barely above a whisper. "I swear, I'm just trying to survive."His gaze bore into mine, searching for any hint of deception. I held my breath, willing myself to remain composed despite the terror coursing through my veins.For a tense moment, he said nothing, his expression unreadable. Then, to my relief, his claws retracted, and the tension in the air dissipated like smoke in the wind.“ I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you”, I just want to know who you are to make sure my pack is safe, he said, his voice sounding remorseful.I nodded, swallowing hard as I tried to steady my trembling hands. "I understand."“What makes you think of me as a spy?” I questioned him but he didn’t say anything in his defense leaving both of us in an awkward silence once more as he stared down at me still suspicious.“Well, I was supposed to get married a f

Isabella’s pov I was stunned that he had pulled me into a hug, my heart raced in fear and shock wondering why he was acting this way. He immediately pulled away from me in a few seconds and made his way and left, his absence leaving me lonely making me wish he didn't pull away.I still couldn’t take it off my mind that our mates were out there probably having the best time of their lives while we were here trying to heal from the emotional pain.I walked out of the lounge making my way back into the house so that I could at least rest, I’ve had enough for the day and don’t plan on stressing myself any further. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't realize I took a different route than the one we took when coming to the garden earlier.It was already late when I realized I was lost again and needed to find my way.“Tell me why this place is a freaking maze?” I grunted, staring at the hallway leading to two others, turning around hoping to find any servants or guards that cou