Semua Bab THE LYCAN PRINCE OF WESTSIDE EDEN : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Isabella POV “So much for loving it at Westside Eden,” I muttered to myself as I sauntered in, closing the door behind me. Everything was exactly how I’d left it, only that my father was now sitting on the couch, his hazy eyes on me. “I’m so sorry, Isabella. If I’d known you were coming in today…”“You would have pretended to not be a sorry drunk ass of a man? How long would you have been able to keep that up for?”“Bels…”"You can't call me that anymore!" I snapped. "You lost the privilege the minute you walked out on Mom and me."“Baby, you don’t understand. Back then, I was …”“Another round of your excuses, right? I’m going to call Mom and tell her to come get me tomorrow. Staying all year alone in that huge house is better than being here with your drunk ass.”“I’m sorry,” he whispered, covering his face with one hand. Great. He should be ashamed of himself. I won’t allow myself to feel sorry for him. I won’t.So why did I feel an overwhelming sympathy wash over me?“Where is m

Aiden POV “The Lycan Prince is here!" I heard someone yell before I pushed the door open and stepped into the council room. It was a stone building, and it looked like it was printed right out of an Elizabethan-era magazine.Did magazines even exist during that period?Fuck! That new girl was beginning to make me ask myself a lot of silly questions. It was the first thing that popped into my mind when I saw her standing in the middle of her childhood bedroom, looking so small in the middle of all that sparkle.She looked…No, Aiden. Silence fell in the room as I crossed the space, sliding into the chair at the head of the table. The members of my council didn’t take their seats until I was seated. And even when I was, they made no noise, carefully pulling their seats towards them. They knew how I got with the slightest disturbance. They were scared of me. I could see it in their eyes. I craved it, even. “Where is the second prince?” one of the council members asked. “My brother

Aiden's POVI rushed out of my seat, heart slamming hard in my chest as I stood in front of Isabelle.“ Step back.” I commanded, my eyes were cold and my loud voice cut off the music. Every head snapped to his direction.“ What's happening? Why's the Lycan Prince here?” Marv’s team members began to whisper. The music had been cut off, every eye was on the two men that were next to Isabelle.“ I wasn't doing anything!” The boy yelled in an exasperated tone. The look in my eyes flickered for a bit, looking between Isabelle and Jim but I clearly remembered seeing him approaching her with a menacing look. “ What? Aiden?” Marv called out, walking towards me. I raised a hand, stopping him as I said, “ Stay there!” Marv's eyes were filled with annoyance, his feet tapping the floor while his fingers were shoved into his hair as he scratched violently. “ This is a party! Not a crime scene.” He said in annoyance. Isabelle, who had just been sitting down staring at me suddenly spoke up, “ I t

Isabelle's POV “ Bells.” My dad's voice rang out. I shot up from the bed, dark circles underneath my eyes as my hair resembled a bird nest and my bedsheet were all rumpled. I let out a grunt. I just stared at the door, unmoving as I scratched my head with a tired yawn. I felt I was about to fall back into bed, I felt so tired like my arms were about to give out but I just couldn't. My eyes refused to close. My brain couldn't shut down. “ Ahhhh! This is all his fault.” I screamed loudly, I pulled at my hair. My mind went back to that jerk’s face Aiden and a smile crept up my face. “ Stop it, Isabelle.” I convinced myself, slapping my cheeks as I tried to focus. I was pulled away from my thoughts as my dad's knock and worried voice came through the door, “ Bells, are you alright? Should I come in?” He asked.“ No.” I yelled. I stood up from the bed, walking straight to the mirror as I wretched from how messed up I looked right now. He sighed. “ Okay, just be fast. Breakfast

Isabella POV "You're staring," a voice said behind me. "It's kind of creepy, actually."I spun around so fast I nearly dropped my schedule. A girl with wild curly hair and an even wilder grin was watching me like I was the most entertaining thing to happen to this hallway all year."I wasn't staring," I said. "I was surviving.""Same thing, honestly." She grabbed both my hands like she needed to check I was real. "Oh my God. You're actually here. I was starting to think I made you up.""You've never even met me.""We've texted for three weeks. That counts." She looped her arm through mine like we'd known each other for years, not minutes. "I'm Sheila, by the way. In case you forgot the name of the only person in this school who actually likes you already.""Bold of you to assume anyone dislikes me.""Give it an hour." She steered me down the hallway, completely unbothered by the fact that every single head turned as we passed. I kept my chin up and my face blank, the way you learn to