bel

from the bed. My eyes felt puffy and grainy from crying. And my stomach was ru

ragged my tired body to the door and o

you should get ready that your chauffeur will l

k off my clothes, and stripped off my bra and panties before turning on the hot shower. I scrubbed and scrubbed at my skin as if it would

re being traded off to another pack. I thought about we

elcoming party and I wouldn't like to

scaded down my waist like a fountain and golden brown skin, and my lips were plump and the color

rcerers and Dad tagged me as a cursed child because of my weird eyes. Silver eyes are a rare color that has never been seen in any other person but me. I styled my hair into a loose bun while all

but instead, it was his chauffeur Mr Jack " Lady Isabella, your Dad had instructed that I drive you to

ign of Dad or my sisters everywhere was calm with only the omegas going about their duties. I felt hurt bu

journey was a silent one as Dad's chauffeur Mr. Jack, who had always been open and friendly to me, but today it seems like he has been instructed by Dad not to have a conversation with me, o

al. Their warriors were said to be the best, and the most honored and they trained relentlessly. I also heard that they are ruthless and showed no compassion for thei

was known for al

e brought me b

sed the boundary and entered

body. I looked out of the window and was surprised by the view before me, their pack ground was absolutely beautiful, with wild-looking gardens and a huge castle. It was T shaped and stretched out into three sections, a beautiful structure built

ing skulls, and prisoners bound in chains,

this." That was all he said and climbed out, and came around to open my door. I stepped out of the car and waited for him.

hey watched me intently. Beside him was a petite woman, beautifully dressed in a black ornate satin silk dress, her long curly black hair and cocoa brown eyes perfected her dark honey-brown skin, and she had an irresistible, tender, and cap

e shaking from anxiety and also trying to avoid their gazes. All of a sudden the petite woman started climbing down the stairs, sh

the huge man with a grumpy look and funny goatee. She didn't address themselves as King and Quee

where the son was, the Ard

n, let's go inside and get you settled in your new home." She held my hands and with one last helpless glance at Mr. Ja

idn't wait for me to reply " I'm

closer to her more like we sat together. As soon as we sat down one of the omegas dressed in a

Isabella Cross,

and then quickly looked back down at her notepad. " Isabella, this

tting down her order " I'll have macaroni and cheese w

te and not-so-chubby woman eat so much,

my order " I'll have cheese and sau

s and spoke in a calm but low voice " I know this is a very tough and complicated situation for you, I want yo

t time receiving this kind of genuine love from a stranger turned family. " I thank