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BLOOD MOON: The Lycan Alpha's Little Witch

Warning ***Excerpt, Mature contents*** "Why did you have to make me suffer?" I paused, "Do you hate me that much?" "Isabelle," Dimitri hisses with such venom in his voice. "You might want to watch your words carefully." "Don't worry, I'll free you from this burden." I spat. "Enough!" Dimitri growls "I'm going to reject you." "Enough!" He roars, making me stop. He grabs my arms, corners me against the wall. My heart is beating rapidly. I see fire in his eyes as he lock me with his body. "Fuck this! I'm done running from what's has already been decided by fate." With that said, he captures my lips in a fierce kiss. Isabella Rosa Santacruz, a witch on the run, she has a dark past and a even darker destiny but worst of all she has been chased her entire life by things that want her dead. When a prophecy is etched in stone that her blood holds the keys to the universe every monster and myth known and unknown on the planet wants to have her for their own personal desires. But her fate soon changes when she stumbles across the powerful lycan Alpha, her mate. And he is Dimitri Axel Castellan, the most ruthless and feared lycan Alpha famously known as the Blood Alpha. He is also the Alpha of the Blood moon pack, a pack cursed by a witch's dying breath to cease to be of existence on the eleventh blood moon. What would happen when fate pins in his path the one he hoped he would never find? She is the air that he can't give up, even if it would cost him everything he has, including his life. Will they fall in love? Or will they be able to save themselves from their impending chaos.

Peter_Ogbudo · Fantasie
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Fate is a very funny thing

Isabella's point of view 

It was just a couple days ago that I was kidnapped by Stefan and Tilda. After the entire ordeal, Dimitri was bent on returning back to the pack but I urged him so we stay for some days until the project is finalized. After the entire project was finalized we returned back home.

After the usual pack's morning training ended, I retired back to my room to take a warm bath. I quickly pulled off my clothes, racing under the shower as I let the warm water drain from my head down to my toes. It felt refreshing, but not close to the run I had with Gemini earlier on.

I wiped the vapour on the mirror, staring at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help feeling so sentimental. I was identical to her, seeing my reflection was a constant reminder that I was a Santacruz. I was indeed my mother's daughter.