Chapter 12: My significant Other

POV- Isabella:

I decided to date Patrick after the stabbing incident, but this was wrong. He became very possessive and wanted an account of my daily activities, and he wanted to spend every waking hour with me if I allowed him. Sophia got angry and told him that she was the number one priority in my life as I was her number one priority and that there was no room for anyone else except to find out about our past. He suffocated me, and most of the time, I felt like unleashing Millicent on him. I cannot do that since we were on campus most days and evenings. Also, it would be morally wrong to do it. The solution was that he would give me space. Sophia told him if he did not give me my space, she would get her friends to lynch him. He decided to give me space.

I wanted to discover my identity, so my quest should soon begin. After the out-of-body experience, Sophia and I shared the altered time and the induction ceremony. She asked me if I wanted Douglas and Beta Vincent to accompany us to the 'Forbidden Cave' to find out how my life fitted in with the three others. I told her I would do so when I was ready, but first of all, we needed to decide when to exchange places, be it Christmas or Summer break. Sophia decided she was going to New York for Summer Break. So this Christmas, I would return with my significant other, Patrick, to meet my family and friends. He insisted that I bring him to New York because he feared losing me to someone while I was on Christmas Break. He was utterly possessive. Sophia was impatient with me and decided she wanted us to go on the quest when I returned from New York. I conceded, and we agreed to go on the first weekend after I returned.

My grades for this semester were excellent. I had a perfect four-point zero. I knew that my parents and Brother would be proud of me. On the last day of the semester, we hung out and drank beer; it was a festive time for the Christmas season. Sophia and I completed our Christmas shopping. She bought gifts for everyone in my family while I did the same. I also bought a tie for the Beta Vincent, which made Sophia frown and a wallet for Douglas. When I gave him the wallet, he just grinned and accepted it in the Douglas way. He was so refreshing. He loved hanging out with us, constantly calling me Sis as if I were his sister, not Sophia's.

We went to Soho House for dinner and drinks. That night, I left the restaurant drunk as a fish. Sophia finished my packing and woke me up early the following day with a hangover drink in her hand. She made me drink it all in one gulp and told me she would wake me in one hour. She set the phone alarm, which went off in exactly one hour. I had a freezing shower, which made me sober. Then we got dressed, and she picked up Patrick and took us to the airport. I decided not to let Patrick come to our Pack Lands as he would not fit in with the people there. He was human and would understand the werewolf way of living. He will stay at a high-end townhouse, and I will visit him daily.

When I arrived in New York, I took him to his apartment and drove home to our Pack Lands, a little out of Manhattan. My parents and Brother were all excited to see me. My mother asked, "What is that scent? I asked her, "What scent?" She said, "Human., "I hope it is not that human who hurt you." I said, "Yeah." My Brother got riled up and wanted to beat up Patrick. He said, "The boys will find him; why did you bring him to New York?" I said, "No one touches him." My Brother was furious with me for the first time, as he paced back and forth and appeared as if his hands were tied. I hugged my Brother as I tried to convince him with my love and words. I said, "I just want to see if we were meant to be together." He said fine, when you find out you are not, you must not bring him back to New York." I agreed wholeheartedly.

Poor Patrick would not know what got him if these warriors were unleashed on him, so I must keep them in check. All the guys came over to hang out at my house when they found out I was home. It was a pizza party night on that Friday night. We had fun playing poker, eating Pizza and arguing back and forth as they teased each other and laughed. I excused myself to leave when Beta Ian came over and offered me a ride to the city. I promised Patrick we would go for dinner at nine p.m., so I was rushing back. Beta took me back to Manhattan. It was snowing, so the drive was a little slow with the traffic build-up. I got to the apartment, and Beta Ian threw his coat over my head as he hugged me and took me to the lobby.

I did not realise Patrick was standing in the back of the lobby's corner observing Ian and me. He did not mention anything, but I knew how disagreeable he could become once he got an idea in his head. Everything went smoothly during dinner. We had Italian cuisine. I had fettuccini, and he had ravioli and white wine. Then we went to a bar to hang out. We had a few drinks and returned to the apartment in a taxi as we reached the door. I was not expecting to be pushed into the apartment. Patrick kissed me and started to make out with me. Then he tried having sex with me. His overture did not sit right with me. I pushed him away, and he was enraged and accused me of having an affair with Beta Ian. I denied it, and he continued his accusation. We argued for a bit, and then he came over and slapped me in the face. He pushed me against the wall and tried to choke me. I swung him around, and he landed on the floor. He was furious by this time and tried to throw a chair at me. At that instant, I heard a growl outside the patio. When I looked up, I saw a big tan wolf standing there. It pushed itself into the apartment and lunged at Patrick. I braced myself and shoved Patrick away. I heard the wolf howl again as it jumped through the door and disappeared.

I recognised his wolf, Beta Ian, would not allow anyone to harm me. My friends were very protective of me, but now I protected Patrick from him. He must be inflamed. When Patrick saw the giant wolf, he fainted. I took my leave and was about to hail a taxi when his pickup truck entered my view. He stopped and picked me up. My cheek was bruised, and there was blood at the corner of my mouth. He pulled me into the truck and drove off without a backward glance. He never stopped until we were very close to Pack lands. He pulled into the curb and pulled me on his lap. He licked my face. Suddenly, I felt the skin on my face tightening as his saliva started to heal me. He did the same for my mouth, licking the wound until it was rejuvenated; this licking turned into a kiss as we exchanged the kiss. I clung to his shoulder as he caressed my back, shoulder and cheek. Then he pulled away, but I stuck to him as I felt a need for more comfort and the roller coaster desire of wanting more than he was willing to give me tonight. All my pent-up emotions were playing havoc with my brain.

He told me he was going to kill Patrick, and I told him he could not do that. Patrick needed to return to his country in one piece. I begged him to spare his life. He was gruff when he said that. My reason for not doing so was because you asked me not to harm him. Warn him not to hurt another hair on your head, or all of us will mutilate him. He took me home. When I reached home, he opened the car door. As I stood up, he braced me on the back door. I could hear the thickening of his breathing and felt his desire for me. I felt his member's erect and rigid bracing on my belly button. I wanted to be possessed by this man. He gave me butterfly kisses all over my face, swatted me on the bottom, and turned me towards the door. I walked into the house and went to my bed. Will I have sweet dreams of my sexy Beta?

My Beloved Readers,

How will this Christmas break end? Will Isabella shift and discover who her fated Mate is, and what would this mean for Patrick? Please continue reading to find out.

Love always,

Your author.