All Chapters of ISABEL : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Isabel pushed him hard against the wall and slammed her lips on his for a hungry kiss. She desperately wanted to forget about the previous day’s incident, so she pressed herself harder against him, biting his lower lip for entrance. She explored every inch of his mouth, leaving no room for thought. He kissed her back with the same intensity as he has desired this moment for some time now. Her tight grip on his hair as she devoured his mouth was getting him aroused. Without breaking away from the kiss, she undid his jeans, sliding her free hand inside his briefs, making it impossible for him to think straight. Carlos didn’t mind Isabel having her way with him as long as he could satisfy her. That was how the pair started an affair that should never have been. END OF FLASHBACK Isabel closed her eyes with a deep sigh. When she opened them back, they were no longer gold in color, meaning she was in control of her wolf. “Carlos..,” she calmly cal

“Why did you treat our mate that way?” Dylan’s wolf snarled at him, as he paced his room restlessly, mentally cursing himself for acting like an asshole towards his mate. “ I couldn’t help it. I’m still mad at her for what she did.” He tried to defend his actions. “That’s no excuse. She’s in pain and we’re the only ones who can make her feel better.” “I know. I know…” His wolf wasn’t helping at all. It kept growling and grunting, and scolding him for ruining the perfect chance of claiming his mate. He had no clue what it felt like for a female werewolf in heat, since he was a male werewolf, but he could tell from Isabel’s body language when he had walked into the kitchen that she was in intense pain. What if she goes to some other male werewolf since Carlos is in a coma? He would never forgive himself if that happens. “What are you still waiting for?!” His livid wolf yelled. Dylan obeyed his wolf without a second thought, running out of the room to meet Isabel. He would be th

Isabel was in her younger sister’s bedroom watching her as she played with her doll house. Teresa was Isabel’s world. She adores the young child with every fibre of her being and will do anything to protect her from harm. Isabel isn’t the only one who feels that way about Teresa, so does her parents. Couple of years after her parents had her, they tried having another child but it seemed impossible as her mom kept having complications during pregnancy, which led to several miscarriages. This was because her mom was an omega werewolf, the lowest ranked werewolf in any pack. Being mated to her dad gave her some strength, but it couldn’t be compared to the amount of strength received by any other higher ranked werewolf when mated to an alpha, most especially an alpha from the Pride pack. Her parents had almost given up hope of having another child before her mom discovered that she was pregnant with Teresa, and had successfully passed her first trimester. Her dad received the news with

Dylan spent a whole five minutes staring at the phone on the nightstand, trying to figure out why Isabel had a sudden change of mind. No matter how hard he tried to solve the puzzle, his thoughts kept settling for one answer, which was the fact that deep down Isabel’s façade of indifference, she actually cared about him. Although she used his family sending out a search party as a good excuse, he has come to the realization that she does feel his worries about being far away from his family and was only giving him a hand in reaching them. He wasn’t aware that he was smiling to himself all this time until he looked at the mirror in his bathroom. ‘Don’t get overly excited, Dylan. This may be her own way of asking you to leave’ At the thought of that his smile dropped, turning into a hurt expression. His forehead creased into a frown, to show how displeased he was at himself to think that his mate wanted to make him feel happy. Dylan took a quick shower, ridding himself of the day’s

The ride to Isabel’s parents’ house was silent. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable one. Dylan occasionally stole glances at Isabel, whose eyes were glued to the road. The thought of meeting his mate’s parents without prior notice was making him tensed. Ordinarily, he wouldn’t be worried about acquainting himself with new people because he was a social butterfly, but the circumstances were different. He never imagined himself meeting the former Alpha and Luna of the Pride pack in this lifetime. What was the meeting going to be like? Would the former alpha welcome him with open arms or would he be against the union? If the latter were to happen, it wouldn’t be a difficult issue since they haven’t completed the mating rituals, except his mate does otherwise. Dylan wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans and used his left hand to reach for Isabel’s right hand that was placed on the arm rest. As if on cue, she entwined their fingers while staring ahead. This small action gave Dyla