Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)It has been four months since I had last seen Isla. Since she left my house that night after she caught me with Sapphira, I have not been able to locate her anywhere. Not a day passes by that I do not visit her home to find her but every time I go there, it seems as though she is never there, or I am unable to even step close to the house. For some unknown reason there is high level security detail surrounding her house. These are not mere humans, but vampires. I dare not step too close to that area in fear that I may be attacked which would then start a war between the two species. Something I do not wish to start due to my own ignorance. But I do hope Isla was okay.All I know is that she is at least not dead. Had she been dead, I would have felt it due to the mate bond that we shared. I missed her so much and I hate myself for what I did to her. Yet again. It was a result of a weak moment. I had spent so much time trying t

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“I do.”The crowd cheered loudly, and everyone got to their feet while applauding the scene before them.“I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may not kiss the bride.”I smiled brightly at Ambrosius before I allowed him to pull me flush against his body. He bent me over and planted a very passionate kiss on my lips. This made the crowd go wild.Among the crowd, I could see Alessandro, sitting in a corner sulking, shackled to his seat. A stray tear escaping his eyes.I smirked evilly at him before I deepened the kiss with my new husband.Just you wait for the honeymoon Alessandro. You would want to gauge your eyes out then. I bet.I thought sadistically.Today Ambrosius and I got married. If you could

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I took quite possibly the quickest shower of my life and then just as quickly I blow dried my hair and left whatever damp areas to dry on its own.I dressed in a sheer lace bra that covered only a quarter of my bre*sts and pushed them up making them look bigger than they already were. I put on a tight leather jacket as well only zipping it to the middle of my bre*sts showing off plenty of my lace bra and ample cleavage. I paired that with a short leather skirt, a black lace G-string, and thigh high sheer stockings.When Cephalus texted, me he was outside I had barely slipped on my black studded ankle boots.I walked sexily out the door swaying my hips as I walked up to Cephalus' motorcycle.I swung my leg over the back of his bike and wrapped my arms around his waist.

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) Things have been going pretty well for me and the guys. Alessandro and I got married, much to Ambrosius’ dismay because he thought that I should have waited even longer. However, when we got married, I felt like everything just felt better than before. I felt complete once and for all and I could not have been happier. I had exciting news for everyone today and I am currently preparing to announce it.Today is actually Alessandro’s birthday. It feels like I have not celebrated a birthday in such a long time. Not even my own. I had been so busy with my own life that my birthday came by, and I did not even pay any mind to it. It was simply not important at the time because I just had so many things going on all at once.For Alessandro’s birthday, I decided to host a big celebrat

Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Sometimes when you express your pain to others or you explain to them your reasons for being a pessimist or anything that caused all of the negative energy within you to develop, they tell you that everything happens for a reason. I always thought that way of justification was complete bullshit. Whenever I heard that type of advice I always thought that it was a lazy and victimized way of thinking. It is as if people just want you to accept all of the bad and painful things that have happened to you so you can forgive the ones that did all the wrong to you.It is as if they are telling me that I cannot do anything about it, it has already happened and that I cannot undo it; but again I think that