Bound by Moon and Blood

llway of his family's mansion. His mind was far from the gala, from Isabella, and the kiss they had s

thorn, had said earlier, his voice gruff. "Your bloodline is meant to lead. T

with a mix of defiance and vulnerability. The connection between them was undeniable. But the weight of his re

ce broke throug

er, Sebastian, called out from

ander's lips pressed into

g darker. "I've heard rumors. About you and Isabella Nightingale. Do you r

t in charge of me, Sebastian. And nei

oice dropping to a low whisper. "You think I don't know? I've seen the way you look at her. But you can'

growled, his temper flar

Our world-our pack-has never been kind to vampires. And the Nightingales? They're dangerous. They'll use you, twis

t before he could respond, a v

ve to tell hi

ir father standing in the doorwa

, though his patience was wearing thin.

here was no warmth in it. "I don't need to listen, son. I kn

ger and frustration, but he kept his voice steady. "I don't care what you think

"You don't understand the consequences of your actions, Alexander. This... infatuation wi

father on this one. You can't let

stirring in response to the challenge. "I'm no

sue this, there will be a cost. You may lose more than just yo

mething else there, something that gnawed at him-a feeling of betrayal, not just from his father, but from his entire pack. They exp

again, his voice resolute. "And I

ll. But remember this-actions have consequences, Alexander. And you're

way without another word. But as he exited the mansion into the cold night air, the weight of hi

-

ion and longing. Her father's warning still echoed in her ears. She had spent her entire life living up to the expectations o

ce from her father, from her family, but the truth was far more complicated. The attraction,

ould react, Alexander appeared, his figure cuttin

his voice low but urg

ing his gaze. "You

a flick of his wrist. "I need to s

h unspoken words. Isabella crossed her arms, trying to m

interrupted, stepping closer. "What a

prising her. The stakes were higher now-too high fo

elf," she admitted, her voice barely a whispe

y cupping her chin, tilting her face toward his. "It

r crackling with the energy between them. But just as she thoug

abe

ther.