Isla’s POV How could this be happening? Miller was by my side the second that Max was dragged away from my sight. I couldn’t help but feel a strange overwhelming feeling of relief watching over me from my head to my toes. Surely, I should feel like my heart had been ripped out of my body since the bond with Max has been broken, I never would have imagined that he would hurt me that way. Max was evil and how I never picked up on that. I don’t know I thought so stupid so silly. How could a strong she Wolf like me no sense his Darkside? “None of this is your fault, and I don’t want to hear you thinking such nonsense.” Esmeralda said cupping my chin in her hand, forcing me to look at her. I gulped and forced back the tears because there was absolutely no way that I was going to cry not again. “I’m just so sorry that I wasn’t there for you, and I hope you can forgive me. I am here for you now and nothing will change that, I promise you that.” Esmeralda pulled me into a
Cora. My sister. I almost fell as I ran it was as if my feet were going in different directions. So many questions field my mind. Max Miller and Ed, none of them was important right now because all I wanted was to see Cora, I know that she was okay. “Please be gentle with her.” Eric stood in the doorway and said to me, but I scowled as I pushed my way passed him. She was my sister. What did he think that I was going to do? “Oh, Isla.” She gasped as she rushed over to me. I closed the door behind me and embraced my sister into a hug breathing her in and crying into her long hair. “I’ve missed you so much.” She wept. I placed my hands on her shoulders, so we were face to face. “I’m so glad that you have your memory back, are you ok?” I stroked a stray strand of hair from her face and beamed through my own tears. “What happened?” “I really don’t know; I mean one minute I’m asleep and the next thing I’m awake screaming. I remember the crash finding
Miller’s POV I looked around, trying hard not to panic all the while dread filled me. My stomach was in knots and my heart pumping away like it was about to break through my chest. Where could she be? She had gone with Esmeralda to talk and now I could not find either of them. I couldn’t see her and not could I pick up her scent. Nothing. It was as if she had never existed. “Isla?” I yelled before jumping into the air as my body shifted into my wolf. She had to be out there somewhere. I needed to find her and protect her. After about an hour of running through the forest, I stopped to catch a breath and some water from a small stream. It was beautiful out here. Suddenly out of nowhere, I felt a sharp pain ripple through my back leg causing me to whimper and slow down. I was shocked to see that two other wolves surrounded me, not as big as my own but baring their teeth and snarling like a pair of hungry hyenas. They must have hidden their scents as I sho
“Isla?” A strange but extremely comforting voice sounded out to me, and I could not help but feel very much at ease. I blinked a few times and carefully looked around. I did not see anything or anybody, but neither could I pick up anyone's scent. I imagined this. Ok, yes. That was it. In a moment or two I would wake up and see that this was all just a silly dream. “Please, do not be alarmed. I am here for you, to help you.” The voice came again, much more softly this time. “Where are you?” I stuttered, beginning to feel a little uncomfortable at not knowing where this voice was coming from. “Here.” I looked up and gasped, covering my mouth with my hand as I took in the figure standing over me. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with long fiery hair that flowed down her shoulders, her bright sea-blue eyes as big as saucers and a cute button nose which sat above a huge beaming smile. Her lips were bright red, matching her hair. She wore a black dress to her knees
Isla's POV I found myself back in the packhouse, surrounded by blood-splattered walls. Bodies were lying all over the place, lifeless. Some even had limbs missing. It made me want to scream, but nothing came out of my mouth. My own blood boiled as anger raced through me. This was all Max’s fault. He was going to regret all of this. How dare he! “Isla, remember what your grandfather told you, keep your eyes ahead, let's not get distracted. Max will see you get weaker and take advantage.” Crystal whispered to me as we made our way up the stairs. I remembered that I had been on the middle floor when my mother had pulled me into that cupboard, so i9 was certain that she would be there. Crystal followed me and suddenly I came to the second floor. It was eerily silent, but then the closer we got to the first room on the left, there were voices. Cora and Miller. They were alive. My heart was beating like crazy while happiness washed over me from head to toe. "Isla." Cora
Miller’s POV I could hardly believe that Max was finally gone, Isla had seen him for what he truly was and as for Mora. Well, that whore was history. How did I ever choose her over Isla? Isla was free from them both now. I could not help but feel crazy about her. She was so beautiful. Now she would be willing to give me a second chance. “Isla, I am so happy that you are safe.” I hugged her and she laughed pushing me away as her cheeks went a little red. “I can’t believe they are gone.” She said shaking her head in disbelief. “But I need to know that my mother is safe. My grandfather said she needs me.” Isla turned back to Crystal who nodded and took her hand into hers. “We will find her and take her back.” Crystal stated and I knew I needed to help them find Esmeralda. The pack house was going to be a complete and utter nightmare to go through, I dreaded all the lifeless bodies that we would be met with. “Is anyone in there alive?” Isla mumbled and I ho
Isla’s POV Cleo was going crazy that I had just walked away from our mate. I pushed her to the back of my mind and ignored her hurt whimpers. I needed to stay focused and find my mother in this hell hole somewhere. Cleo had to understand that. Alpha Aaron could wait. I find myself standing in the doorway of the pack house, wondering where she could be. Where is she? “Help me.” I heard a voice say from a bundle of lifeless bodies along the corridor of the first floor. I recognise that dirty, filthy little Wolf in front of me. She’s the one that Max had his tongue down before the pack went into attack mode. How was she still alive and so many others dead? I wanted to rip her apart, but she was pregnant, and I knew that she would not be able to shift. It would be easy to eliminate her, just like Mora and Max. Who did she think that she was anyway? “You were the one kissing Max. I saw you. Is that his dirty pup inside your be
Isla’s POV “I am so glad that you are ok. Please tell me Max is no longer a problem?” She said and squeezed my hand as I nodded. He was long gone and would not be coming back. Crystal grinned. “Isla was amazing; she fought like there was no tomorrow, and I’m so proud of her.” Her eyes rested on me, and for a second, I swear I saw a tear. “Crystal, you're here, I can’t believe it. What’s going on?” “Oh, Esmeralda, you were too weak to make it through the portal. You used all your strength and power to ensure that your daughter got through.. of course, you did the right thing. We are so pleased to have her in our lives where she belongs finally. Father is waiting for us. We came back for you.” Crystal said all at once that I was starting to get a headache. “ Are you coming with us? Crystal wanted to know, and I could tell she dreaded my answer. I sighed heavily, not wanting to hurt anyone. My wolf