Isaac Walter Novels & Stories

Isobel: Anger was a familiar thing to me. I had learned long ago how to fold it neatly, how to press it down until it became something sharp and useful instead of destructive. What Marcel had done, walking out of the ceremony, humiliating Elara without a word, had ignited it all the same. But this was not the moment to let it show. And I knew that showing at all was going to be wrong… I was going to need act smart with this. And my son was proving to me, by the day, that he was not going to give up on that woman.

I pulled my phone out and called my father. I explained everything from the night before right up until now. I told him about Gideon being requested. I walked away from Jack and Amelia and told him about the connection I was feeling, and he told me not to worry. He would contact Evelyn and offer the full support of Carter and Sons. I thanked him and closed off the call before turning back to face Amelia and Jack. “Carter and Sons are offering their full support to the ADA and will back the case.”

Isaac stammered. "There is no need to lie uncle." River told him softly. "Yes I did it." Isaac finally confesses. "Why?" She asked. "Because, I wanted the throne for myself." Isaac opens up. "You could have just asked instead of going through my back to attack us Uncle. But for what you did, you won't smell or dream to sit on that throne." River told him. "And not only that, about what we discussed last night about the wolf god. I want to tell you that my mate, here." She said pointing at Royal. "Is the wolf god."

I quickly looked away, taking a big gulp of my wine. Seemingly oblivious to my tension, Isaac launched into an explanation of progressive taxation based on income size after that. Surprisingly, it was detailed, thoughtful, and actually made sense. It was also oddly compassionate for a man who had tried to have me fucking murdered. Had Isaac truly changed? Was I wrong about him? No. I couldn’t let myself think that way. The man had tried to have me killed. He’d wanted my baby cut from my womb. I had to remember that, no matter how compelling he seemed now.

Isaac's decision is absolute and no one dares to disobey him again. ** That evening, Isaac was just sitting on his throne in a private room where no one was allowed to enter. The door just knocked and it was Will who came with something that Isaac had ordered before. "Is everything complete?" Isaac asked. "Yes sir, I collected it from people who are experts in this matter." Will answered. "You can come out." After Will left the room, Isaac opened a document of someone's personal data that Isaac wanted to look at carefully. From the results obtained, it was clear that Isaac's face didn't care about that person, he didn't even understand why his daughter called Calista mama.

And beside her, a man in a charcoal suit, reading a leather file. Grayson stood near the fireplace, hands in his pockets, expression unreadable. “You didn’t tell me we had guests,” I said cautiously. “You weren’t supposed to come down yet,” he muttered, shooting a glare at Caleb. The woman stood, her eyes scanning me with expert precision. “So… this is her.” Her? The man beside her shut the file. “Isla Walker. Nineteen. Studying on scholarship. Daughter of Arthur Walker. Interesting.” What the hell?

” The girl appeared nervous around me and gave me a tense smile as a greeting, which I returned because I didn’t know who the fuck Isaac was “Isaac is the head warrior, you must have seen him in your pack, he is this big, scary guy that is also a beta so it’s possible you must have mistaken him as the beta” She further clarified and my thoughts travelled back to the really scary dude that had scared the shit out of me that night. So he wasn’t the beta but the warrior head? Made perfect sense, but I was also confused.

Katerina smiled, nodding at her husband, loving the name they chose. “Elijah, or in other words, his Russian name Ilya” Alpha Nathan said “Ilya Dimitri Kozlov” Alpha Dimitri’s head shot up at his son, hearing his name as his grandson’s middle name. Alpha Nathan noticed his mother’s eyes drop to the ground, knowing well enough that her son was still upset with her; however, he was sure not to disrespect the woman in any way possible. “You’re being serious?” Alpha Dimitri asked and Alpha Nathan nodded, smiling at him.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

“I'm sorry ma'am for the confusion. This is Mr Douglas Walter.” Isabella's mouth dropped open. Slowly she turned towards the man she had believed was Mr Douglas Walter. Her supposed husband to be. He had a mischievous grin on. “Ah, and I am Raymond Walter.” “Why did you play games with me?” She demanded.. “Earlier you asked if I was Mr Walter and I Said yes. I believe I didn't tell a lie. I should be on my way now. Do have a nice discussion.” Raymond Walter left but not without casting a look at his brother.