Isla’s POVI woke up in my room the following day. It was clear that Dario had dropped me here. As I shifted to the other side of the bed, my nostrils were engulfed with Dario’s scent, allowing me to know he had stayed in my bed for a while.I got up, feeling excited and chirpy. Yesterday had opened the doors to something great, and I just knew that things were going to get better from here on.“You’re right!” Nima said, commending me. “And everything is because of you.”“Well, I can’t give myself all the praises yet.”“Why the hold-up?” She questioned, but I guessed she knew the answer to that already.Dario was known to switch up. He was Dario, and despite the fact that we had gotten closer and shared an erotic moment or moments rather. He might end up…“I thought you were looking at the positive part of things?” Nima asked. “I am, but I’m just trying not to get too excited.”“You shouldn’t hold yourself back!” She cooed. “With how things are going, I see yourself becoming the Luna

Dario’s POVAfter Isla left, leaving behind a faint trace of her scent, I set down the book I had been reading and leaned back in my chair, my thoughts swirling with the implications of her recent transformation. The page detailing excess pheromones lay open before me.While there were similarities in symptoms between Isla’s experience and what was in the text, I quickly noticed that Isla’s transformation that day had a more significant effect. She could sway even wolves that had sealed the mate bond with their mates. Also, when she shifted, the colour of her fur was silver and bright, just like the moon. I have never heard of a colour as unique as this. I focused on the page, trying to decipher the uniqueness of Isla's condition.She also told me she had shifted before, and it wasn't this bright. So obviously, it's because of another reason, and it has no relationship to the excess pheromones. Then what could the reason be? My thoughts hit a stone wall. I rubbed the temple of my hea

Isla’s POVWe stepped outside of the school building into the yard, and the cool afternoon air was a welcome relief to the chaos of the classroom.Silvan let go of my hand and looked at me with pleading eyes. He tried to open his mouth to talk, but it seemed like the words got stuck in his throat.“Come on, talk to me. I won't bite you,” I said, though internally, I added, if I do, however, ever find out you had a hand in this, you're gonna receive hell more than just a bite. “I… I'm so sorry, Isla,” he began, his fists clenched and unclenched as he became a nervous wreck. “I had no idea Kate would do something so treacherous. I would have come to your rescue in a heartbeat if I had known.”He paused, catching his breath before he continued. His gratitude continued to pour forth like a torrential downpour.“I also want to thank you, Isla. You believed me even though any normal person in your position wouldn't. I promise I'll do everything I can to make it up to you henceforth.” He co

Dario's POVAfter speeding through the traffic and breaking a lot of traffic laws, I finally arrived at my destination. As I drove towards the academy, my mind buzzed with anticipation, eager to reunite with Isla after our brief separation.But as I approached, a sight that ignited a flicker of anger greeted me: Isla was talking to Silvan, and she broke up the conversation and walked hurriedly towards my car. What the actual fuck. My jaw clenched with frustration, my wolf snarling at the sight of another male so close to her. Pulling up beside her, I flung open the door for Isla, my expression darkening as she climbed in. I close my eyes and take deep breaths in order to calm down and not let my possessiveness get the better of me. I leaned in towards Isla, and a surge of desire coursed through my veins like a raging inferno. The sight of her, so close yet tantalisingly out of reach, ignited a primal urge within me that I struggled to contain. With each passing moment, the magnet

Isla's POV The afternoon sun cast its warm glow across the landscape. Dario and I lay in the car's back seat, entwined in each other's arms, the remnants of our passionate lovemaking still lingering in the air.“I want us to drive to the west wing of the forest at the back of our house,” he said as he kissed my forehead."Dario, what was this about going to the west wing?" I inquired as I let out a yawn, a hint of confusion and tiredness tingeing my voice. "It was time to see your wolf in the daylight, without the moon's influence," Dario explained, his tone gentle yet firm. "And the healer would be bringing the potion later, so you'd need to make three runs."I nodded, but my eyes threatened to betray my tiredness. “Sleep, Isla, I'll drive us there. I'll wake you up when we get there.” Dario kisses me again as he puts on his shirt, goes to the driver's seat, and starts the car.I looked at him lovingly, and then a wave of tiredness hit me like a wave and immediately fell asleep.