I arrive at my friend Isaim's house in the evening but I have to get mentally prepared before entering. I have to remind my wolf that we have to stay in control of ourselves. I know what the main topic will be and I know I can very explosive, but this time I have to try my best control myself and keep everything inside. One of his employees opens the door for me and leads me to his basement, where all my friends are already waiting for me, including Theo."Miss Diva finally arrived," Rahul murmurs when he sees me, getting up to walking from the bar to the poker table where everyone else is."I was working… you wouldn't understand," I spit towards him, well aware that this is a sensitive subject. His face immediately hardens, but I just laugh. Then I approach Theo, pretending I'm going to kiss him, "Hi, love.""Don't come near me," he orders, not flinching one bit. As always, he’s a perfect fucking robot. I wonder how he'd react if he knew we've been fucking the same girl... although,

{ Isabella }When Liam started driving out of the pack and into the middle of nowhere while talking about his cabin to get rid of people, I'm not going to lie, I thought for a quick moment that he was trying to get rid of me. Of course, my wolf started telling me that something like that could never happen because Liam wouldn't hurt us under any circumstances. If we put logic aside, I feel the same way. When I'm with him, I feel a peace and security that I've only felt with my own family, back when I was a little girl and I knew nothing was going to happen to me as long as I was with them. I know I can trust Liam, even though he has this house with cabin included where he 'gets rid' of people. He is my family now, even if we can't be together yet. But ever since he took the pills out to give them to me he's been all distant and weird in a way he hasn't been before. He's trying to pretend he's not, but I can feel there's something bothering him and I feel a huge need to make him fe

By the time we leave Liam's cabin, it’s dark outside and I have a bunch of missed calls and texts from a lot of people, including my boyfriend, but I'm not going to worry about that yet. I've spent almost ten hours straight with my mate and even though Liam is incredibly annoying and exasperating, I think would gladly spend another ten hours with him. And then another ten. And another ten.It might sound cute, but that's not a good thing at all. I need to control myself, control my feelings and control the intensity with which I feel them. As I've repeated a million times: it's not a good fucking time yet.I just never imagined I could start feeling stuff like this over someone so annoying, in such a short amount of time. This feelings need to wait. "When can I see you again?" Liam asks when we arrive at my house."I don't really know… but we can keep talking every day like we’ve been doing," I promise, trying not to notice how he frowns as if he doesn't like that. I sigh and move i

The house is very spacious. Everything looks dark and old school, yet also quite expensive and luxurious. I don't know if it was what I expected from Liam's house, but now that I'm here I can tell that it makes sense.My eyes travel everywhere absorbing as much as possible as I follow my mate's father around the house until we come to a living room. "My name is Fidel Fierro, by the way. I'm Liam's father," he mentions, as if it wasn't extremely obvious, "Would you like something to drink?""Just water is fine," I murmur as I take a seat on one of the vintage couches. Fidel nods and walks over to the small bar, pours himself a drink and grabs a bottle of water for me, "Thank you, Sir. My name is Isabella Mihdi."Fidel remains frozen in the same spot for almost five seconds, but then he manages to break out of the transe and he sits down in the couch across from me. He stays silent as I sip my water, looking at me with intense interest that makes me feel extremely nervous. Fidel is an

I nod, grab her hand and I pull her back to the cabin, my heart racing with excitement because, for the first time, I'm on the same page as her. Life finally has meaning.I've been staying here for a few days, but I couldn't say exactly how many because I've let my wolf have full control most of the time. He is frustrated with the Isabella situation and misses her terribly too, but he is not depressed like me. He doesn't crave hard drugs like I do, he doesn't think about suicide like I do. In fact, he's actually very good at taking care of himself, so I gladly let him take the lead in situations like these. He's been eating well... I don't know what he eats exactly, but I won't ask because it's none of my business and I'm afraid it's something I totally don't want to know. But, apparently, he's surviving much better than I would. And now that I have my mate in front of me, a new surge of life has grown inside me... or rather, a giant desire to keep living in this life. I'll do what