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ISABEL 13
Two days has gone by, and there was still no sign of Isabel anywhere. Dylan, too frustrated to continue his search had asked Fernando if he had clues as to where Isabel might be, but the teenager was of no help, so he gave up trying, to avoid whispers in the pack. Not comfortable with staying in the house without his mate, Dylan decided to distract himself by assisting Xavi in training the pack warriors, and so far, that has been helpful. Isabel stared at her fingers like they were the most interesting thing. She is currently in her dad’s study with her parents. “If I recall correctly, you told your mom and I that you brought your mate into the pack… So, can you explain to us why you had to go through your heat alone?” Rodrigo asked his daughter who has refused to utter a word to him or his mate since she recovered from her heat. He tried his best to sound as calm as possible, but there was a distinct edge to his voice. He was ready to unleash his wrath on whoever mistreats his d
ISABEL 14
Isabel was in her younger sister’s bedroom watching her as she played with her doll house. Teresa was Isabel’s world. She adores the young child with every fibre of her being and will do anything to protect her from harm. Isabel isn’t the only one who feels that way about Teresa, so does her parents. Couple of years after her parents had her, they tried having another child but it seemed impossible as her mom kept having complications during pregnancy, which led to several miscarriages. This was because her mom was an omega werewolf, the lowest ranked werewolf in any pack. Being mated to her dad gave her some strength, but it couldn’t be compared to the amount of strength received by any other higher ranked werewolf when mated to an alpha, most especially an alpha from the Pride pack. Her parents had almost given up hope of having another child before her mom discovered that she was pregnant with Teresa, and had successfully passed her first trimester. Her dad received the news with
ISABEL 15
Dylan waved Xavi goodbye as he drove his grey Chevrolet sedan out of the driveway. It was 7:30pm when he got back from training the pack warriors. Xavi had offered to drive him home, seeing how stressed he looked after the training session, which he didn’t object. Within the three days Dylan has spent training the werewolves, he realized that there was nothing different about the werewolves from the Pride pack. They had similar characteristics, likes, dislikes, sense of humor, he could go on and on with the list. He realized there was nothing special or extraordinary about them, besides their large number, their zeal and dedication to fight at anytime,their will to lay down their lives for their pack, the unbreakable bond between humans and werewolves, and above all, their passionate belief and trust in their alphas. This was something no other pack could rival. Dylan walked into the house feeling exhausted from having to bark orders all day. He wasn’t this exhausted on the first
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Dylan spent a whole five minutes staring at the phone on the nightstand, trying to figure out why Isabel had a sudden change of mind. No matter how hard he tried to solve the puzzle, his thoughts kept settling for one answer, which was the fact that deep down Isabel’s façade of indifference, she actually cared about him. Although she used his family sending out a search party as a good excuse, he has come to the realization that she does feel his worries about being far away from his family and was only giving him a hand in reaching them. He wasn’t aware that he was smiling to himself all this time until he looked at the mirror in his bathroom. ‘Don’t get overly excited, Dylan. This may be her own way of asking you to leave’ At the thought of that his smile dropped, turning into a hurt expression. His forehead creased into a frown, to show how displeased he was at himself to think that his mate wanted to make him feel happy. Dylan took a quick shower, ridding himself of the day’s
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“I’m sorry.” Dylan said out of nowhere, causing all of Isabel’s current sorrow and pain to completely melt away. He looked like he had gone through a lot within the forty-five minutes she left his room. How was that even possible? He ought to be excited after speaking to his family, because she was certain he has already put a call through to his loved ones. His down cast look and tired eyes that made him seem older than his actual age was sending a whole different message. “What for?” She went ahead to ask, sounding as stern as possible. “For everything.” He sincerely replied, surprising her all the more. She felt his sincerity not just in his voice, but also saw it in his eyes, causing her to wonder where all of this was coming from. He was angry at her from the very beginning up until that night, and she had no doubt that she was going to become mateless in the next two days, so why the sudden change of events? Was this a ploy by he and his family to distract her from her prio
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The ride to Isabel’s parents’ house was silent. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable one. Dylan occasionally stole glances at Isabel, whose eyes were glued to the road. The thought of meeting his mate’s parents without prior notice was making him tensed. Ordinarily, he wouldn’t be worried about acquainting himself with new people because he was a social butterfly, but the circumstances were different. He never imagined himself meeting the former Alpha and Luna of the Pride pack in this lifetime. What was the meeting going to be like? Would the former alpha welcome him with open arms or would he be against the union? If the latter were to happen, it wouldn’t be a difficult issue since they haven’t completed the mating rituals, except his mate does otherwise. Dylan wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans and used his left hand to reach for Isabel’s right hand that was placed on the arm rest. As if on cue, she entwined their fingers while staring ahead. This small action gave Dyla
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It was late in the night. Isabel and Dylan were lying on their back on the bed, both wide awake with different thoughts running through their minds. Dylan was wondering why his mate hasn’t said a single word to him since they got back from her parents house. Could it be that she was mad at him for acting like a coward before her parents? She can’t blame him for behaving that way, he couldn’t control his emotion because of the scary stories he has heard about them. Should he apologize for making her look stupid in front of her parents, or should he wait until tomorrow? By then she must have cooled down a little. Isabel on the other hand was thinking about the nature of conversation Dylan had with his family. It worried her this much because he was officially a part of her family, meanwhile she had no clue what his parents thought of her. Did she make a terrible mistake of introducing him to her family, in her haste to keep her promise? These thoughts were eating her up to the extent
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The only clothing on Isabel was Dylan’s shirt. She was straddling him as they kissed and nibbled each other’s lips, both fighting for dominance. The taste of her god like mate was all over her mouth, intoxicating her senses, yet she couldn’t get enough of it. Her entire body was flushed from the caresses of her mate. His fingers roamed her skin, making her want more. She guided his hand to her lower region, rubbing circles with his fingers around her clit as she grinded him. A low moan escaped her lips as soon as he got the hint and eased his finger into her entrance. “Like this?” His husky voice was filled with lust and hunger as he spoke against her neck, his hot breath burning her skin. “Yeah” She moaned, gripping his shoulders as he wrapped his free hand around her breast. She released a groan of pleasure when he added another finger inside her. His fingers pumped in and out of her, making her beg for more. She wanted him buried deep inside her, pleasuring her, devouring her i
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