Mason’s brow furrowed, his wolf sensing the fear radiating from Emily’s trembling form.
This ignited a fierce protectiveness in his wolf, fueling his anger toward me.
His wolf interpreted Emily’s fear as a direct result of my relentless bullying, a conclusion he hadn’t considered before.
He had previously dismissed past incidents as minor skirmishes between she wolves, but now, the depth of Emily’s fear revealed a far more sinister truth to him. My wolf felt a prickle of annoyance at his presumpcmous judgement.
The sight of Grayson by my side only intensified Mason’s simmering resentment.
He sneered, his wolf’s snarl barely masked by his controlled expression.
Isabella, you’re truly something! Think you can do whatever you want just because you’re with Grayson?” he snarled, his words dripping with contempt
As my third brother, he intended to teach me a lesson, asserting his dominance over me.
My wolf felt a flash of annoyance, a familiar tension between us.
“Emily, hold onto my arm, Mason commanded, his voice rough
He took her hand, his touch warm and reassuring, yet his wolf’s hostility towards me remained palpable. He led her before me, his posture rigid with a carefully controlled anger. My wolf felt a flicker of unease at his unwavering possessiveness toward Emily.
“Isabella!” he roared, his voice echoing through the ceremonial grove.
“Why didn’t I see you were like this before? You only bully your own sister and cover what she has… What do you call someone like that? A spineless coward!”
His words were sharp claws, raking across my pride.
My wolf bristled, its fur rising.
I could almost feel the weight of the pack judging me.
I lazily lifted an eyebrow, my gaze settling on Emily, who was playing the innocent victim. A faint smile touched my lips.
“Yes, a spineless coward,” I echoed, my tone laced with disdain, my wolf mirroring the same expression.
The words were a direct reflection of her own manipulative nature.
Emily’s composure faltered.
Her wolf’s carefully constructed facade crumbled; the fear and rage within her were uncontainable. She desperately wanted to attack me; my wolf could almost taste her fury. My wolf felt a surge of triumph and a prickle of anticipation.
However, the watchful eyes of the pack restrained her. She forced a perfect smile, unwilling to expose her vulnerability on the Howlnet.
Her wolf was a clever strategist.
“How can you say that about yourself, Isabella? What Mason said was a bit harsh, but it’s for your own good,” she replied, her voice dripping with false sweetness.
Her wolf’s attempt at manipulation was transparent.
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With feigned affection, she reached for me, her ranch remarive
“Isabella, i admit I’ve made mistakes in the past, and I apologize, okay? We’re family, sleure slund des dir
Hey wolf was attempting to disarm me, to evoke a sense of familial unity
Before she could finish, Grayson stepped forward, his presence radiating an undenalds Alphe dominaner
The change in the air was immediate, a palpable shift in the balance of power
Emily visibly recoiled, her wolf reacting instinctively to Grayson’s potent aura.
Even Mason flinched, a palpable fear emanating from him.
My wolf sensed both the fear and resentment, as if he knew the history between them.
The fear wasn’t just hers; Mason felt it too.
Grayson’s presence was a stark reminder of their childhood, of countless encounters where Grayson’s ayerior and bus patal
The memories were clearly etched in his wolf, a deep–seated fear of his elder brother,
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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