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Isa stood amaze at first, staring at the pictures placed in front of her, they were places of where she went yesterday, but the only thing is, Thomas was there as if they had gone out together, it was well edited that it was as if she was smiling at him. And then, the last picture was her, cuddling in on the bed, she could tell she was naked, the bedsheets covered her lower half, while her chest was covered by him, with only her back showing. "Isadora Meave Paige, what are you playing at," Sophie boldly asked, in front of everyone. With everyone looking at her with hate in their eyes, Xavier thought he would come to the rescue, he had found out their plan late at night, his secretary had wat

“I have zero interest in your marital life. I just want no drama.” Isadora’s body twitched, the deep baritone voice echoing through her ear. She knew that voice. Of course, she knew the voice but she didn't want to believe and she dared not raise her gaze or her clumsy self would make a mess of this moment and she didn't want any of that. So she just let out a deep exhale, forcing her legs to take every step. A man cracked a joke and laughter filled the air but conversation faltered as they drew she drew closer to the table side by side with Zavian.

Isadora Montgomery stood infront of me pissed as ever. "Isadora I-" And she slapped me. More so slapped the words I wanted to say out of my mouth. "You stupid bitch! I knew you were after him. I fucking knew you had your eyes on him. He's the wrong man you said! So what? He's the right man for you? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You are a nobody. A golddigger. I tried to be nice to you. I lowered my ego and distaste for people like you, and made you my friend!"

"Maybe you should tell your future partners about the women you bury before breakfast." He blinked, startled, then recovered with a fake laugh. “Isadora, always a firecracker.” I leaned closer, so only he could hear. “I remember everything, Lucas. Especially the way you left me bleeding like garbage on a cold floor.” His face was drained of color. And that’s when I saw the mic. The one on the podium nearby. I floated to it like I’d been invited to speak. Isadora already creates scenes and causes trouble, I don't mind continuing in her legacy– just this once.

‎ ‎Then, finally, I whispered, “I’m still here, Isadora.” ‎ ‎She didn’t answer. ‎ ‎Didn’t even blink. ‎ ‎But I meant it. ‎ ‎Even if she didn’t want me to be— ‎ ‎I wasn’t going anywhere. ‎

Then, she glanced at the woman sitting pathetically on the floor. “Miss Isa. You don’t need to pick those up because I will ask someone else to clean it. After all, YOU ARE MY HUSBAND’S DEAREST GUEST.” Adira smiled at Isa, an eerie and haunting beam, like an image in a broken mirror. Isa felt the chill creeping out on her skin. “And honey,” Adira called the unmovable and stunned Chadwick. She leaned towards him, placing her leg between his thighs before she fixed the collar of his shirt.

Then I tear it up. Because it doesn’t matter how well I write it. It only matters what I sound like when I say it. And if my voice shakes, they’ll call it guilt. If I don’t shake, they’ll call it detachment. There’s no winning this game. Only surviving it. Isadora finds me in the study just after midnight. She doesn’t ask what I’m doing. She sees the mess of torn pages and broken sentences and just... sits. She doesn’t tell me to go to bed.

Karla's Pov “Mate.” They all said in unison. I blinked once, twice, thrice, momentarily forgetting the pain. Mate? What did they just say? Mate? Who is their mate? Alpha Darwin? Alpha Darwin was their mate? That can't be, they just killed him, his body was on the ground. Or were they trying to claim a dead body as their mate? This was crazy. I had no idea that the quadruplets had this kind of fetish. But why were they looking at me with that kind of gaze?

the queen says, standing slightly. "She's got a cut on her face when she heard she couldn't leave she tried to run, but right near the edge they've got these ropes that you can't see which trips you up and she smashed her head but she's okay," I say, this was when the Ryan dude looks up towards me. "That's when she mind linked me help but she suddenly went and I couldn't connect with her after that," he says then it clicks in my head, he's her mate but that's really not a good thing.

Her name was Isadora. "She found me when I was a shell of a man," I explained to Raven. "She taught me the language of the stars. She taught me that even if the heart is broken, the mind can still find beauty." We watched as Isadora and Merek worked together for decades. They didn't have the wild passion of youth, but they had a deep, steady respect. They were partners in the search for truth.