POV Isabella Di'Giotanno. We arrived at the pack house in silence. The path was calm, without incident, since as the forest was guarded by warriors, they made sure that no one was lurking around. Eric squeezed my hand the entire ride. When we entered, the entire house was illuminated. When I look around, I realize that all the servants in the house are gawking at me. I asked, annoyed, “What? Do I have something on my face?” I look everywhere waiting for an explanation. He looks at me totally amazed while saying, “Wow babe! You look incredible!” I frown as I tell him, “What are you talking about Eric?” Eric looks at me with total devotion on his face as he tells me, “Come! Look!” Eric takes me to the mirror that is built into the wall at the entrance of the house. There, I stand contemplating my reflection: my brown hair is now an ash blonde, almost white with waves that go down to my waist. My hazel eyes are now emerald, green. My tan skin is now white as snow. “Damn! Aika, what t

POV Prince Alec Tassara It is a strange custom to think that royalty has its happy ending. I've never met one. Since I was born, everything has translated into duty. My father, High King Constantine, is a tough man. He has never been a loving father, not even when my mother was alive. My mother, Queen Clarissa, passed away giving birth to my little sister. I still remember my father's roars of pain. He tried to skin himself alive and gouge out his eyes in agony. They were able to save only one. Her death increased its harshness. Together, with my two brothers we were raised for excellence. My brother Adair, he's just like me. Everything must be efficient and optimal, otherwise it is not worth investing our time and worry. My little sister, Azahara is our nemesis. By the goddess, how problematic she is. My father is about to lock her up in the dungeons, so she won't get into any more trouble. She has been expelled from three boarding schools and is not yet eighteen. We were all surp

POV Isabella Di'Giotanno. My mother couldn't have chosen a better time to come talk to us... For Goddess's sake, what does a she - wolf have to do to have sex? Damn! “Shit Eric, it's mom! Damn, get off! let me put on my pajamas.” I whisper to Eric. “Wait a second, mom!” I shouted at her. Whispering I tell Eric, “Get dressed too!!” Eric, putting on his pants, tells me, “That's what I'm doing!” I walk over to the door to open it as Eric sits on the bed. Mom enters while saying, “excuse me, guys, am I interrupting?” Eric closes his eyes as he says, “Don't make me answer that, Claire!” “Eric!” I yelled at him. “Sorry! I better shut up.” He makes the self-silence motion with his hand. My mother laughs at the situation and I blush like hell. Damn, if only he didn't screw up so often, he'd be the perfect man. He's lucky I fell in love with him. Otherwise, I would return it to the sender. I sigh as I say, “What's wrong mom?” She replied, “We don't talk about the school. After you le

POV Eric Lafallete. We got in the truck, and I started driving. Sometimes I look at Isabella and I still see her tremble. I take her hand so that the sparks run through it and comfort her. I'm still totally shocked at what just happened. I'm so angry with Juliette that all I want to do is tear her apart. But I have to hide my anger, because Isabella is a ticking time bomb. I have never seen her like this. She is always calm and collected, the voice of sanity. Anouk says, “It's her wolf Eric. Before she didn’t have one and werewolves are known for being possessive. Did you like that she was jealous?” I smile at the question, while I answer, “I found it so hot. I would have undressed her right then and there. In fact, I decided not to interfere because I was afraid, they would see my boner.”He laughs mockingly as he says, “I believe you.” I nod while saying, “Yeah but seriously Anouk, she doesn't know. She doesn't know how to deal with her bubbling anger. What if she locks up Aika?

POV Eric Lafallete. We dressed quickly and got into the truck. I drove straight home, because Claire contacted me by mental link a while ago, when I was hard and about to put my cock in Isabella´s core. But fate had prepared us to have to wait again. Anyway, I will continue with my blue ball season. Isabella looks at me curiously while saying, “You are too quiet. Something bad happened?” I smile at him as I say, “No babe, I was just remembering what happened in the den.” She turns her head to look at me as she says, “Oh. Why did we leave the den anyway? I didn't want to leave. I was enjoying the sparks you were giving me... Although you did mention something about my other gift. What was that about?” I smile at her words as I say, “It’s good to know that you pay attention to the things I say, I feel relieved.” I tell her with a playful tone while I put my hand on my chest as if I were very sorry. She laughs and pats my arm, then she says, “I always pay attention to everything you