Semua Bab ISABEL : Bab 1 - Bab 10

“Dylan… Honey, wake up.” Jane Dwight, Dylan’s mom said in a gentle voice as she tries to wake her son up. After several failed attempts, she stood up from his bed where she was previously sitting and walked towards the window. “You know… I sometimes wonder where you got this attitude.” Mrs Dwight drew back the curtains to let sunlight into the bedroom. Dylan groaned in annoyance, burying himself deeper under the covers. “I’m a morning person and so is your dad. So tell me, where in the world did you get this laziness from?” She continued, throwing back the covers to reveal a grumpy looking Dylan. “Good morning to you sleepyhead.” She greeted with a smile of triumph when she received the usual morning grumble from her annoyed second son. “Morning mom” Dylan groggily and grudgingly replied after sitting up properly on his bed. “Daniel is waiting for you in the living room, so you two can go for your usual morning run.” His mom informed him, placing a kiss on his forehead before le

The entire room was silent, as they all stared at Dylan. Daniel was relieved to see him, but he couldn’t say the same for his dad, who was wearing a poker face. Dylan had a fallout with his dad after he turned twenty and still wasn’t able to find his mate. For a male werewolf in the Greenwood pack, having a mate was something of great pride as it boosted their ego. Not being able to find his mate even at twenty one has made his dad extremely disappointed in his one time favorite son.“Go on, I’m listening.” Desmond said in a dry voice as he made himself comfortable on his study chair so he could stare directly at Dylan, who was leaning on the door.“I mean, there is no need to be overly sensitive about this whole issue… We all know that for generations, the Pride pack doesn’t make any careless move unless you’re considered an enemy. And to be counted as an enemy, you have to make one wrong move against them, which if I’m correct we haven’t done.”“In essence, you are in agreement wit

After Dylan’s conversation with his mom, he came to the conclusion that he would move into the pack house. He can’t continue living with his family because at this rate, he’ll probably not make it out alive if he gets into another fight with his dad. While heading to the pack house to clean up a room for himself, Dylan’s phone started to ring. He decided to ignore it since he wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, but the caller didn’t seem like he was going to give up anytime soon, so he reached for his phone inside his pocket. Just as he was he was about to answer the call, a black armored Chevrolet Suburban SUV pulled up beside him and two buff guys on shades climbed out of the car. One stood in front of him, blocking his path while the other stood behind him.“What is this about?” Dylan irritatedly asked, thinking this was his dad’s doing.Neither of the men responded to his question, but rather the one in front nodded in signal to the other, who immediately covered Dylan’s nose w

A loud knock on the door woke Dylan up the next morning. Surprisingly he slept like a baby all through the night. He grumbled at whoever was interrupting his sound sleep and dragged himself out of bed. He wasn’t completely awake until he opened the door and a well built six foot guy with brown hair and eyes walked into the bedroom with a pile of clothes in his hands. He carefully placed them on the bed and turned around to face a fully awake Dylan.“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –““Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad.“Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom.“She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied.‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself.“And you are?..”“Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your s

The alarm went off at 5:30am. Isabel threw her arms on the nightstand, lazily reaching for the alarm and turning it off. She stretched herself out on the bed and stared at the ceiling, to keep herself fully awake. Her thoughts couldn’t help but wander back to her mate. He was everything she desired in a mate. From his gorgeous dirty blonde hair that she felt tempted to run her fingers through, to his perfectly defined facial features. She could already imagine his sexy stubbles tickling her cheeks while they share a steamy kiss, with his strong arms around her waist. Isabel started feeling hot from these careless and filthy thoughts. She threw the duvet on the floor and jumped out of bed to distract herself from the thought of her mate. The heat wasn’t going away, much to her displeasure. “What’s going on?” She mumbled, rushing into the bathroom to have a quick shower. This isn’t right. She wasn’t supposed to go into heat until next week, that was why she gave her mate only a wee