Chapter 8

• Isabella's POV
• Clad in my robe, I strode towards the main door of the pack to push it open and go see what's happening in the pack myself. This time around, I was overly determined to uncover what was going to unleash or what nightmare was going to unfold.
• I took a deep breath as the guards pushed the gate open, their gazes falling on me till I stared at myself — there was nothing absolutely nothing, wrong with my dress. I shot them two fierce stares, each for one, before I walked away with a slight hiss.
• I could feel the heat rise within me, but with the reminder that Adrian's discussion and remembrance by my parents indeed sparked this heat of an anger, I took a deep breath and gripped the walls.
• I walked through the hallway, moving through the crowd, trying to walk unnoticed as I pinpointed the entrance of the Alpha's quarters. There would always be a tiny route down to that exact place and it's either bombarded by security men or totally silent.
• But one thing I know — not many people pass through there. I arched my brows quizzically and furiously dashed towards there, moving fast until the whispering sounds of a certain number of people halted me. I almost froze up but I silently traced my steps back a few feets.
• One sound was masculine, and I could guess who that was. The other was feminine and my gaze fell upon the two of them standing at a close range to one of the non-exclusive passage entrance to the Alpha's chamber.
• "No, not so sure about that, but Isabella..." The male said to the other and she croaked as well before responding. They would speak and speak, and I could still try to detect what they were saying but not after mentioning my name.
• I felt threatened with the way I was hearing my name multiple times and I was about to challenge them when my eyes shone brightly and I realized they were actually Jack and Brenda. My breath hitched in my throat and I was more surprised to listen to their conversation.
• I held my breath and held my peace as I silently took some steps away from them. If they could sight me or feel anyone around, they weren't going to keep speaking definitely.
• "That's not going to work out. She's in the...um, Isabella is.." Brenda mentioned this time around. It was as though mentioning my name produces some waves of silence thereafter. It was worrisome to me, but I was willing to hear some of their secrets and hold it to myself to show to the Alpha.
• Gleeful it's a kind of narrow way and not everyone comes here easily, I could still stay, but I had to stay vigilant. Jack and Brenda could be done discussing and heading out of here. There was no way I would hide. They were definitely going to see me.
• "Break...nap..." This was the last thing I heard when I felt a hot breath brush against my skin. In fear of what could be happening, I turned back, my heart pounding fast and hammering against my chest but when I took in the image of the beautiful prince — the God of war, the one who calms down any rage in me, I took in a sharp breath and plastered on a large smile.
• All the memories of what happened from the beginning, including when I rejected him, how I chose his brother over him and how I tried to reclaim him but he wasn't going to give in, returned to my memory suddenly as I felt fuzzy, but I struggled to stay calm in this situation, pushing a fake smile to my chin.
• "Adrian—" I called carefully, when I noticed he stood still and didn't walk away as usual. He didn't say a word to what I said at first l, causing me to trace the exact point he was staring at. I traced it and it was the door leading to the Alpha's chamber at a close distance.
• And then I turned back to face him but he was nowhere to be found. No way has he used that to deceive me!
• I ran off to meet him, not minding how I was panting. I only needed him to be patient for me to explain everything to him. I wouldn't ever be tired of explaining to him. Perhaps someday, he would pay listening ears to my words, and see the true meanings and then juxtapose it with whatever he's heard from someone else, or believed himself.
• I gripped his arms in a bid to ensure he wasn't going to leave and I felt those sparks reigniting. No, not mate bonds. I felt like he was feeling the same thing right now but was too afraid or cowardice to speak up with the fear of being shut down. Fear? A whole God of war fears as well?
• He shrugged off his arms from my grip quickly, pointing his fingers at me and warning me strictly. With tears welling up in my eyes and my constant desire to understand what Brenda and Jack could be discussing about me, I went ahead to declare my intention, just right after his question.
• "You keep calling me whenever you see me. What exactly do you want from me? I've told you how everything is." He plainly said, his tone low and dangerous.
• "I know, Adrian, but please hearken into me this time around, it's a plea. Just one plea—" I said, shifting my gaze away from his fiery eyes, purposefully avoiding his burning gaze.
• He crackled his knuckles and let out a short gasp, "and why should I listen to your plea?"
• "It's this..."
• "Your plea doesn't matter to me," he said, and brushed me off as he walked away. It was as though he was walking towards where he was initially headed. I ran off to meet him again and when he wouldn't stop, I raised my voice a little bit.
• "It's a matter concerning both of you. I swear." I said, and took a deep breath when he stopped in his tracks to stare back at me.
• "And what is that?" He inquired, impatiently eager to listen to my mind. I was over the moon that he was going to listen to their conversation himself this time around, and he'd hear them clearly.
• Before I could say anything, after being in his presence, I turned towards the particular spot where I saw both of them discussing at a corner but I couldn't find anyone close. I did that up to three times until my heart began to race, and it started to seem like I was fooling him. I could my feel my breath hot against my skin, when he let out a gasp, nodded his head and turned to leave.
• He wasn't ever going to listen to me again.
• "I--I actually --actually..." I didn't know how to place my words correctly, and even though I knew that I saw both of them discussing, I didn't have an evidence to show to him. I kept listening to my name and that sounded real threatening.
• "I saw Jack talk about me to someone pretty close to this place but...but..." I stuttered, my words caught up in my throat as his eyes glinted at me with a hint of irritation.
• "Accusing someone without an evidence is a crime on its own. I'll let that slide." He whispered loudly, patted my shoulders before heading towards the Alpha's chamber, leaving me clutching to my clothes and fighting myself inwardly for being fooled and seeming to fool someone I'd been trying to win his heart.