Isabelle point of view "MIKAYLA. YENNEFER. YOU TWO ARE NEXT." I watched as Stefanie told the two new rogues to spar against each other.I couldn't sleep at all last night, I didn't even try. The thought of the death threat I got wouldn't let me sleep.'Death is coming for you.'I pondered about those words literally. I know how every assassin I have come across sent by red circle loves to have a dark and mysterious alias name. Could 'Death' be the alias of the assassin that tried to murder me last night?I thought watching Yennefer and Mikayla fight. Mikayla was one of the new rogues, she was a red head with a fiery fighting spirit. I watched as she attacked Yennefer fiercely, to be honest Yennefer wasn't even putting up any fight. She was weak and slow for a wolf, still that didn't take her off the top of my suspect list.Remember how I couldn't sleep last night? Yeah, I was up all night trying to think about who the red circle assassin could be and I concluded with five suspects. T

Isabelle's point of viewTHE BEAUTIFUL SOUND OF BIRDS chirping in my ears and the rays of sunlight on my face wake me up. My eyelids flicker before I can fully open my eyes. I see the familiar ceiling of my room, but strangely, the plain white woods look more beautiful now. Everything around me seems and feels more beautiful, because nothing can top what I'm feeling inside.A soft smile touches my lips as my mind flashes back to memories of last night. I turn to face the person who has just made me the happiest girl in the world again, who wrapped me in his embrace before we went to sleep last night."Rise and shine, my little witch." Dimitri rasped, I looked up at him to see his hazel eyes open with a knowing smirk."Morning," I said, placing my head on his broad wide chest. "How long have you been awake?""It's been a while now, but I didn't want to stir you awake." He answered. It was moments like this that I wished could last forever. At moments like this I wished the world could

Isabelle's Point Of ViewI was beyond restless. My legs couldn't stop pacing back and forth in my room. My mind was agonized by the thoughts of how Dimitri was doing, the lunar eclipse had already begun and up until now there was no news from anyone, everywhere remained silent.I heard a loud roar and howling penetrate through the wall of my chamber. At every painful howl, I felt a deep pain inside, as if something in my chest was being ripped out. I knew that the howls were coming from Dimitri, he had somehow escaped from the cave. His howls sounded so desperate, almost like a broken cry for help. He was in pain, I could feel it.I made a choice to completely disregard the promise I made to Dimitri yesterday morning. I couldn't possibly just sit in my room and do nothing, that wasn't a bloody option. I needed to find him.I stormed out of the pack house and deep into the black night. The moon was overtaken by darkness, giving evil the power to roam free.I headed into the woods, I ga

Isabella's Point Of ViewIt's been almost a week now, a week of peace in the Blood Moon pack, everyone here seemed more happy and hopeful for tomorrow. The monsters after me have surprisingly been on a decrease, ever since the moon's eclipse it seemed that they all gave up on getting me.And with the eleventh and final blood moon fast approaching we all were hopeful because we found a way to escape the curse threatening to end the pack. Me!The first part of the prophecy 'The Luna will be the pack's salvation' seemed to be coming true, the rituals to breaking the curse had already started. Dimitri had already marked me. We have already mated, what next was the mating ceremony. It was basically a wedding for werewolves, we exchange vows and become one.Breaking the curse wasn't still over, I have been working with the witches coven and with help from the weavers, we were trying to create the spell we needed to break the curse before the eleventh blood moon came. Weavers were witches wh

Isabella Point Of ViewThe hood was peeled off revealing Death to be Andres.It was him all along. He is Death, one of the deadly assassins of the Red circle.Andres-- I meant Death stared at me with ice cold eyes. His frosty white hair contrasted well with his pale skin."Andres--" I was interrupted by Yennefer speaking."He is not Andres." She said, "You still haven't figured it out yet. Surely you must have felt something right? I mean after all you two are family."My heart clenched into a tight knot at Yennefer's last words. I looked back at Andres, his expression dark and stoic. I could see it now, the resemblance to him was uncanny. He had his blue eyes.Andres was Diego, my cousin, my blood.I couldn't stop the single tear that ran down my cheek. After all these years he was still alive. Diego, my baby cousin. It had always been him, I found him but I didn't realize it, how didn't I realize it sooner? The strange feeling I got when I first saw him, how he knew the recipe for t