Isabella's POV Slowly but surely, I felt my groggy self slowly becoming more conscious.Slowly opening my eyes, I shut them back again after the pain of the blinding lights hit me.As I sat up, I felt disoriented, and so, so tired. The frag and heaviness didn't get any easier the more I woke up.My memories began to come back, and I looked down to see... Absolutely nothing.My breaths came faster as panic reached me. Where was Treasure? My child. I needed him. I needed…My eyes flitted around and I saw I was back in a hospital. Even with the limited time I spent, I recognized that it was the same werewolf hospital as before. The same place I birthed my son.Who has found me? The questions flitted through my mind.None of that mattered. I needed to go. But first, I needed him first. My baby.The door opened, making my head snap towards it. The familiar ice blue eyes that looked at me with scorn until a few days ago. Days which seemed like weeks.I hadn't gone back to the bar ever sinc
Isabella's POV I slowly hummed a song as I slowly rocked Treasure in my arms, watching as he slowly drifted off to sleep.Almost a week has passed since I ended up here. I was surprised as I was constantly given food, and rested in the hospital. The most surprising thing was how despite my stay here, I had never been asked regarding my bills. Nothing was for free, and the omission made me believe that something was up.For the past five days, I hadn't seen Sierra as well. For some reason, I didn't know whether to be relieved or anxious about it. Claire visited once, on the third day. However, that was the only encounter I had besides the nurses, and most of the time I was left alone in solitude. It didn't bother me, as I had been living alone since I ran away from home.I looked down to find that my baby boy had already drifted off to sleep. Quietly, sitting up, I walked towards the cot that was brought to my room after the second day. My confusion back then was appeased when I had h
Isabella's POV 'Goodness knows, that I will always love you...'The song played as I looked out the car window, Treasure sleeping peacefully by my side. An unknown man beside me drove the car.I was surprised to see that the day I was to be discharged, leaving the hospital, only to see a car waiting for me. The man's eyes flashed to show me who he was, but his scent was slightly similar, leaving me no chance for doubt. I climbed into the car, and from there we drove off.The sight of trees was already becoming more frequent, looming over higher and higher the more we drove. It was then I saw a gate. A large gate loomed over and as we passed, it was followed by multiple houses. It was something I hadn't expected. The area which still seemed close to the city had a unique rustic look, a mix of modern and traditional at the same time.By the time the car stopped, we were parked in front of a large house. I looked up over the looming building.Was it the pack house? Perhaps this was whe
Isabella's POVThe man fully opened the door, revealing a dark buzz cut hair and a bulky frame. I held my breath as I watched him carefully.I hadn't seen the face of her brother. Was it him?"What are you doing here?" Sierra hissed beside me."Relax. I told Agathe to help me get here. She won't tell a soul." He chuckled as he walked towards us, his gaze focused on Sierra.When I smelled his scent, I relaxed. The scent smelled unfamiliar, far too unfamiliar against that of Sierra, Leo or even the man who drove me here. He was someone else entirely.That, however, didn't answer why he was standing there. It was at that moment that he noticed me."And who is this?" He asked. "None of your business!" Sierra snapped at him.He moved closer, making me shrink back. His eyes flitted between me and the bundle I held in my arms.He lowered himself, looking less intimidating as he took my hand gently, giving a little shake."Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I doubt we'll be seeing each othe
Isabella's POV I opened my eyes to hear screaming. It took me a few more seconds to find out that the lone source wasn't the baby, but myself. I shut my mouth and began panting. Looking around in alarm. The room was bright. Lightened up by the sun. There was no shadow, nor another person in sight. The place was empty. And yet, I could vividly see the red eyes. Was it all a dream? I was brought to reality by my baby's cry. Moving out of the bed with such a speed that I almost stumbled, I rushed towards his crib to calm him down. "There, there," I tried, but he remained inconsolable, wailing loudly as his little limbs moved around. I remembered what the nurse had told me one day, about the bond between a werewolf mother and child. "You have to be more careful about the bond. Any bit if your emotions could trigger him to some extent, especially newborns." "Oh." I moaned helplessly as I tried picking him up, taking deep breaths as I did. "I'm so
I took a breath, careful to focus on Treasure as I avoided the stares I felt. Even at the unwanted invitation, I knew I had no choice. Despite the look Sierra gave me, I came all dressed up with my child in tow, unwilling to leave him. The outside world of the pack was bigger than I saw through the car. Filled with special placed trees and houses, it looked like a park and communal space all in one. The downside was the many people who stared at me. I shifted my baby closer to the blue dress I wore. The dress in question I had found once in a thrift store which Clara helped me buy. Even though the maternity dress was bigger than my frame. I'd preferred it as it covered my bump. But feeling others stared, I felt even more self conscious. Was it my oddly white hair that made them look? Was it the dress, the one which I used to cover my frame. I wondered what they must be thinking. Freak. Weird.Ugly.I blinked as Darius's face came to mind, the day he rejected
"The truth is..." I now waited with bated breath, preparing for anything she was going to day. "I didn't like you at first sight." Blinking, I took a breath in. Wow, what a way to break it in. Confusion and, surprisingly, hurt filled me. I could feel Treasure beginning to stir. Afraid of a similar situation in the morning, I took a deep breath and calmed myself before nodding. "Okay." That brought her to snap back. "No, it's not okay." I didn't know what to say, only keeping silent as she ranted. "It was unjustified, and I only realised it too late. The truth is… you reminded me of someone else. Someone I..." She couldn't speak anymore and I furrowed my brows. Who could have caused her to lay her frustration on me? She didn't say. "And I know that you have been quiet somehow. The way you acted made me feel even angrier." She sighed out. "But when I pushed you, That was the most extreme thing." I sucked in my breath. It was the truth. Sierra
Isabella's POV. We entered the house again, and I looked around the large living area. Unlike the blank hall I saw in my dreams, the place had couches, vases and trees. It looked beautiful and homely, albeit a bit empty. It was more affirmation that my dreams weren't real. I sighed in relief. An 'Ahem' made me turn to Sierra. "Let's go." She said, carrying the bags up. I followed her out of the room where she dropped my bags before setting out. Before she left I called out "Sierra?" She turned to look at me. "Thank you," I said. Her lips quivered a bit before she nodded. In seconds, I was left alone again with Treasure now in his crib. Closing my eyes, I reached out to my wolf.Ever since I left, Violet hadn't spoken. At first, I'd hear her voice, crying out, whether of homesickness or trauma from what happened to us. But as days went by, she became quiet. I pushed it away until a month went by, and another until I found that she didn't reply even as I calle