Isabella, abandoned at birth, is taken in by a pack of werewolves . After the Alpha's death, she is relegated to the bottom of the hierarchy and lives isolated. Her only respite comes from caring for horses and cats. One day, she discovers Kieran, injured, and treats him in secret, unaware of his identity. Their meeting marks the beginning of a series of events that will force the enemy packs to unite against a common threat. Together, Isabella and Kieran must navigate betrayals, ancient prophecies, and power struggles to forge a new era of peace and prosperity.
Darkness enveloped the forest, and a dense mist hung above the ground, hiding the secrets that the night jealously guarded. The full moon cast silver light through the trees, creating dancing shadows. It was in this mystical darkness that a child's cry pierced the silence, a desperate cry that awakened the most primal instincts of the werewolf pack.
**Discovery of Isabella abandoned in front of the pack of werewolves**
Ragnar, the towering Alpha, was leading his wolves through the forest when he suddenly stopped. He raised his head, his nostrils sniffing the air intently. "Do you smell that? he asked, his deep voice sounding like a distant rumble.
The other members of the pack stopped, their keen senses also picking up the distinct scent of fear and abandonment. Following the Alpha, they headed towards the source of the scream. There, on the ground covered with damp leaves, they discovered a crying baby, wrapped in a thin blanket. Her cheeks were red from the cold, and her little fists punched the air.
Ragnar leaned down, his golden eyes searching the child's innocent face. "She's human," he whispered, but an unexpected tenderness softened his usually stern features. "Who would have abandoned her here? »
Luna, the healing wolf, approached and took the child in her arms. "It doesn't matter who," she said, gently rocking the baby. "We have to protect her. »
**Adoption of Isabella by the pack and her early years of childhood**
The pack, after a long discussion, decided to adopt the child. They named her Isabella, a name that meant "promise" in the ancient language of wolves. From her first days among them, Isabella became an integral part of the pack, pampered and protected.
Years passed, and Isabella grew up surrounded by werewolves, learning their ways and living by their laws. Although different, she was never treated as a foreigner. Luna taught him herbalism and the secrets of medicinal plants, while Ragnar taught him courage and loyalty.
One evening, when Isabella was celebrating her eighth birthday, the pack gathered around the campfire. Ragnar told the ancient stories of wolves, legends full of magic and mystery. Isabella, her eyes wide with fascination, listened attentively. She knew she wasn't like the other children, but she still felt a deep connection with each of them.
**The death of the Alpha and the upheaval of the hierarchy within the pack**
The seasons changed and Isabella grew, but the fragile balance of the pack was suddenly disrupted. Ragnar, the wise and powerful Alpha, fell ill. His strength rapidly declined, and soon he was confined to his bed, his days numbered. The entire pack felt palpable anxiety, as the loss of their leader would mean major upheaval.
Isabella, now a teenager, spent long hours at Ragnar's bedside, holding his hand and listening to his final advice. "You are strong, Isabella," he whispered one day, his voice barely audible. "Never forget who you are, and remember that the pack is your family. »
When Ragnar took his last breath, a howl of mourning rose through the night. The wolves, heartbroken, cried for their leader, their guide. The hierarchy within the pack was then put to the test. Fenrir, Ragnar's younger brother, claimed the position of Alpha. He was an ambitious wolf, known for his harshness and cruelty.
Isabella immediately felt the change. Fenrir barely tolerated her, considering her one human too many. Finn, Fenrir's son, shared this animosity. He never hesitated to torment her, relegating her ever lower in the social order of the pack.
One night, when Isabella was alone, she remembered Ragnar's words. "Never forget who you are. » She promised herself to stay strong despite the hostility of Fenrir and Finn. She found comfort in the care she gave to the animals, especially the horses and cats that lived in the pack's stables.
One day, Isabella decided to talk to Fenrir. "Why are you treating me like this?" she asked, her eyes shining with determination. "I'm part of this pack as much as you are. »
Fenrir sneered. "You're only human, Isabella. You will never be one of us. »
These words, hard and sharp, resonated inside her like an open wound. However, she refused to be defeated. Every evening, after completing her tasks, she isolated herself in the stables, finding peace among the animals who loved her unconditionally.
One night, when the moon lit the stables with a gentle light, Isabella heard a strange noise. She followed the sound to a dark corner, where a man moaned in pain. Her heart beating the chamade, she approached cautiously and discovered an injured unknown, her pale skin and her torn clothes.
"Who are you? She whispered, her trembling hands gently touching her burning forehead.
The man opened his eyes, revealing iris of a piercing blue. "Help me," he begged weakly before losing consciousness.
Isabella rushed to collect medicinal herbs and cool water. She treated her wounds with the knowledge that Luna had transmitted to her. While she applied compresses, she felt a strange connection with this mysterious man.
The following days, Isabella continued to watch over the unknown, hiding his presence at the pack. She brought him food and remedies, ensuring that there is out of danger. Slowly, he began to regain strength, and a fragile link was tissue.
One evening, while the flames of fire danced on the walls of the stable, the man opened his eyes and looked at her with an intensity that made Isabella shiver. "Thank you," he said slowly. "I'm Kieran. »»
Isabella froze when he heard this name, because she knew the stories of the neighboring pack, the sworn enemies of her own family. But something in Kieran pushed her to trust her. "Why were you injured in our forest?" She asked finally.
Kieran looked away, a glimmer of sadness and challenge in his gaze. "It's a long story," he replied, his voice tinged with pain. "But know that I don't intend to harm you. »»
Isabella nodded, deciding to give him the benefit of doubt. She knew she was taking a huge risk by hiding Kieran, but her heart told her to continue. While they spoke in a low voice, a bond was born between them, defying the laws of nature and ancestral traditions.
That night, when the moon lit their secret, Isabella understood that her life would never be the same again. She was held at the dawn of a dangerous and passionate adventure, a quest that would lead her to discover the truth about her origins and to challenge the bonds of loyalty that attached her to her pack.
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