Isadora's POVAfter the first batch of lycan warriors set off to my stepfather's pack, with nothing left to do, I returned to the guest house. A feeling of unease gnawed at me the moment I stepped foot into my room. My wolf senses rarely tingled, but they did - a sign that something was amiss. The air felt heavy. Judging by the roller-coaster of emotions and events I had passed through in the last couple of days, I brushed it off as nothing serious, probably just a bit of stress and anxiety from being so far from home.I decided to undress; a bit of cold water on my skin would definitely do me good. I bent over to remove my shoes when I sensed movement behind me. A cold shiver ran down my spine. Before I could react, I was roughly grabbed by my neck from behind, and the chilling touch of a silver blade met my throat."Don't move, Isadora,". A woman hissed, her voice a frigid whisper.Panic surged within me, and I struggled to catch my breath. "Who are you?" I managed to choke out, my

Isadora's POVLeonidas' continuous silence and indecision were starting to get on my nerves, and I couldn't bear the disrespect anymore. I turned my gaze toward Leonidas, my eyes burning with anger and frustration as I stepped forward. "I, Isadora Philip, of the Wild West Pack, reject you, King Leonidas, as my mate."With those words, I spun around and stormed off the balcony, leaving behind a crowd thrown into chaos. Whispers and murmurs spread like wildfire, and the shock of my rejection reverberated throughout the kingdom.I left him standing there, dumbfounded, but I had made my choice, and I wasn't going to back down."Seize her!" someone ordered, but I didn't bother looking back. I knew I had to get away from that place and quickly. I couldn't bear the crowd's judgment, and I needed some space to process everything.As I tried to make a run for it, two lycan guards quickly grabbed me from behind, and there was no escaping their strong grip. Panic set in as I realized I was being

Isadora's POVI entered my stepfather's office and closed the door behind me. He wasted no time and unleashed his anger with a stern tone."What's this news I'm hearing, Isadora? What is the meaning of that stunt you pulled at the north? I sent you to represent our pack, but instead, you went over there to create a scene and embarrass our pack's reputation. Are you stupid?"My temper flared, and I shot back with equal intensity, "I'm not stupid, stepdad. Leonidas is a terrible excuse for a mate, and I had to reject him."The tension in the room escalated as we locked eyes, neither willing to back down.My stepfather's face contorted with anger as he demanded, "Go back to the north this minute, Isadora, get on your knees to beg Leonidas for his forgiveness, ask him to forgive you for that madness."I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You want me to apologize to him? After everything he did, you must be joking, stepdad?"My stepfather's voice was firm. "I don't care about what he di

Isadora's POVAs we rolled into the Firewolf Pack, the vibe inside the car was as heavy as a raincloud. Casandra, probably trying to lighten the mood, decided to dig into my past."You know, Isadora," she started, "I've been meaning to ask. What's the deal with you and your ex mate Eamon? If you're running to him for help, he can't be all that bad right?."I sighed, staring out the car window. "It's a long story, Casandra. Eamon and I had our moments, but things went south. Still, desperate times, desperate measures, you know?"Casandra pushed on, genuinely curious. "Come on, spill the beans. What's the whole scoop on you and Eamon?"Taking a deep breath, I spilled the tea. "Eamon was once the guy I was crazy about and madly in love with, soon to be Alpha King of Aeloria, and I was carrying his pup. But he changed, and not for the better. It was a wild emotional ride, and trust me when I say I'm not eager for round two."Casandra gave me a knowing look. "Say no more, Isadora. I think

Isadora's POV:Matamoros stood firm, refusing to beg for mercy as Eamon, amused, glanced at a Fire Wolf Pack warriors who pleaded innocence at his feet."Please, Alpha Eamon, it wasn't my idea. I had nothing to do with the rescue," the pack warrior begged, fear evident in his voice.Eamon, wearing a wicked smile, shifted his gaze to Matamoros. "And what about you? Not planning to join in the pleas for mercy?" he taunted.Matamoros, displaying rare courage, squared his shoulders with pride. "I won't apologize for doing what was right. Someone had to rescue Lisa, and since you weren't willing to do it, I had no choice."Eamon chuckled, surprised by Matamoros's newfound boldness. "Where did you find the guts to speak so boldly to me?" he asked, genuine curiosity in his tone."Eamon, you can't..."Before I could finish my sentence, Eamon sharply cut me off. "Shut up, Isadora, stay out of this."The tension grew thicker, but to everyone's surprise, Matamoros wasn't backing down. He barked