Isabella's Point Of ViewIt's been almost a week now, a week of peace in the Blood Moon pack, everyone here seemed more happy and hopeful for tomorrow. The monsters after me have surprisingly been on a decrease, ever since the moon's eclipse it seemed that they all gave up on getting me.And with the eleventh and final blood moon fast approaching we all were hopeful because we found a way to escape the curse threatening to end the pack. Me!The first part of the prophecy 'The Luna will be the pack's salvation' seemed to be coming true, the rituals to breaking the curse had already started. Dimitri had already marked me. We have already mated, what next was the mating ceremony. It was basically a wedding for werewolves, we exchange vows and become one.Breaking the curse wasn't still over, I have been working with the witches coven and with help from the weavers, we were trying to create the spell we needed to break the curse before the eleventh blood moon came. Weavers were witches wh
Isabella's Point Of ViewLoud shrieking could be heard from a distance, as dark clouds covered the mountain. Something was wrong, I could feel an overwhelming wave of darkness envelope the pack.Something really dark was present in the pack.The pack's warning bell rang. I have never witnessed it being used before but Gemini had warned me that it was used only in the gravest of emergencies. Mostly when there was an attack or infiltration within the pack. The incessant chiming only spelt danger.I could hear Dimitri growl beside me."Intruders!!!" He roared. We could see hundreds of witches in red cloaks running from the mountains towards us.The red circle. But how did they manage to get into the pack?I looked around searching for the only person I knew could be responsible for this. The person I had my suspicion on for a long time.Yennefer!But she was out of sight, there wasn't a single trace of her. The entire pack was scattered in panic. Alaric and some of the pack warriors gathe
Isabella Point Of ViewThe hood was peeled off revealing Death to be Andres.It was him all along. He is Death, one of the deadly assassins of the Red circle.Andres-- I meant Death stared at me with ice cold eyes. His frosty white hair contrasted well with his pale skin."Andres--" I was interrupted by Yennefer speaking."He is not Andres." She said, "You still haven't figured it out yet. Surely you must have felt something right? I mean after all you two are family."My heart clenched into a tight knot at Yennefer's last words. I looked back at Andres, his expression dark and stoic. I could see it now, the resemblance to him was uncanny. He had his blue eyes.Andres was Diego, my cousin, my blood.I couldn't stop the single tear that ran down my cheek. After all these years he was still alive. Diego, my baby cousin. It had always been him, I found him but I didn't realize it, how didn't I realize it sooner? The strange feeling I got when I first saw him, how he knew the recipe for t
Dimitris Point Of View"THERE HAVE BEEN an unusual energy in the air, I'm sure you all must have felt it too. The chosen one is closer than I thought and their power is growing stronger. We need to find whoever it was fast." Valor said to the gathered congregation as they all murmured frantically."We need to kill this chosen one before he or she aligns with our enemies, the vampires." I heard Dexter spit. God I fucking hated these self entitled Alphas. This was why I chose not to be the supreme overlord of the council, it was filled with a bunch of wolves I couldn't stand, they were selfish and ignorant. I rather just observe them from afar, and Valor hasn't done anything to step out of line ever since his ascension. Well nothing yet.They were all afraid of the unknown chosen one, blessed by the moon goddess. I could perceive the stench of all their fears in the air. Fear, a fowl beast that can't be tamed, it can bend even the most upright."My pack witches are already on it, we wil
Dimitri's Point Of ViewI told Kael to let that weasel Rafael and his mate in. He claimed he had something to discuss not that I believed him though, knowing that little bitch I knew there was something he was hiding, he was after something else and that was what I needed to find out."Why do you really hate Rafael so much?" Isabelle asked me."Rafael is like a parasite, always leeching on whoever he needs, uses them and when he has no further use for them, he discards them. Just look at what he did to his previous alpha, Knox. I knew Rafael when he was just a beta to Knox, he was always ambitious, he plotted and when he saw an opportunity he took it, killing Knox." I said, undeniably pissed at the topic of Rafael."Now, Rafael owned the second biggest pack in the whole of the werewolf realm, and it all was obtained by violently taking over small packs. If it were up to me I wouldn't even let him have a seat in the council but he and Valor had some kind of a pact, which was questionab
Isabella Point Of ViewIt was hours past midnight. Exactly thirty minutes past the witching hour. I was up, actually I couldn't sleep, I felt utterly drained, both mentally and physically. I was completely exhausted trying to figure out what the crystal pendant the red circle stole meant. What did my aunt Delilah want with it?She must need it for something really evil. I knew my aunt, and she must have gone through all the trouble to get the pendant because she needed it for something big and for sure it wasn't going to be anything good.I remember seeing the pendant always tight around my mother's neck, it seemed to be a very treasured magical heirloom passed down in my family from one generation to another to protect. Fate didn't grant my mom enough time to groom me properly on what it was, if only there was a way I could figure it all out."Never lose this, protect it with your life." I wince, as I remember my mother's clear warnings. She warned me desperately not to lose the pend
Isabella's Point Of View"Somehow I just knew that you would one day return, I guess it was worth all the wait." The voice spoke again, a fluent Asian accent prominent in his voice.I remember that man. I remember that voice and that fucking crooked smile.'The red dragon'I announced and immediately Dimitri spared me a concerned look. He looked really furious, glaring at the man with burning eyes."Look at you, You've grown so much. When I first saw you then you were just a scared little girl and now you're a grown woman." He heaved, taking in my scent. I shudder a bit watching him."Back then you begged me to spare your life. You were so little, so vulnerable---" I cut him off."I'm not that little and vulnerable girl anymore. I don't beg anyone." I grit out, shaking as I remember memories of me begging and living in fear from every monster that wanted me dead. But not anymore, I'm not the same person I was back then. I have changed so much since then."Hmm, maybe. But I would still
Isabella's Point Of ViewI SLOWLY OPENED MY eyes, my vision blurred and disoriented as I struggled to grasp my surroundings, with an insanely destructive headache.As my senses gradually sharpened, I was greeted by a soft, warm light filtering through the opened window, it was dusk time and I was in my room, back at the pack. I tried to recall the events leading to this moment, only to find fragmented memories and a pervasive sense of disconnection.I remember the red dragon, Dimitri and I fought him and I killed him. I fell unconscious on the way back home. That's all that I can recall.Then, like a gentle breeze stirring the fog from my mind, my gaze fell upon the figures standing beside my bed, it was Iris and Gemini. Their eyes sparkled with relief and unspoken concern."Isabelle, you're awake!" Gemini said as soon as she noticed that I had regained consciousness."She's awake." Iris announced to herself. "We've been waiting for you. We were so worried." Iris whispered.Dimitri ap