Isaac Frostblood stood in the shadows, his piercing eyes fixed on Selena. She walked through the bustling town square, her purple hair catching the sunlight and her green eyes scanning the crowd. She seemed oblivious to his presence, but Isaac’s heart raced with a mix of longing and urgency.
She was more beautiful than he remembered, her every movement graceful, her presence commanding even without a wolf. Yet, the very sight of her filled him with rage. It wasn’t fair that someone so captivating could also be the key to his destruction.
The prophecy echoed in his mind, a curse he had learned of years ago:
*“Once in a million years, a human shall be born with a mystical wolf. The wolf’s eyes will shine green as the forest, and its powers shall rival the heavens. Together with her mate, they shall rule like light and shadow, destined to unite the world under their reign.”
Selena Nightspire. She had to be the one.
Isaac clenched his fists as he turned away from the square, retreating to the dark confines of an abandoned warehouse where he planned his every move. The prophesy’s words haunted him. If she shifted and her wolf emerged, it would be the end of his carefully built power. He couldn’t allow that to happen.
“She’s too dangerous,” he muttered to himself, pacing the dusty floor. “No matter how beautiful, no matter how much I once hoped… she’s not my mate.”
That revelation had crushed him when he first discovered the truth. He had hoped, prayed even, that Selena would be his. Her beauty, her fire, her spirit had captivated him. But the prophecy made it clear—the mystical wolf’s mate would share her power, becoming her shadow to her light. Together, they would rise as king and queen.
And he was not destined to be her king.
The thought of her finding her true mate made his blood boil. He couldn’t bear the idea of anyone else standing beside her, sharing her strength, her power, her light. The world would bow to her, and her mate would bask in her radiance. And he, Isaac Frostblood, would be left in the dark.
“I can’t let that happen,” he whispered, his voice low and venomous. “Not to her, not to anyone. She may be the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen, but she’s also the greatest threat to everything I’ve built. She has to die before her wolf emerges. Before she turns eighteen. Before she meets him.”
Isaac stopped pacing, his mind sharpening as a plan began to form. k********g her would be risky, but it was his only option. He couldn’t afford to wait any longer. The clock was ticking, and every day brought her closer to her birthday, to her shift, to her mate.
He spread a map across the table, marking the locations she frequented. The cafe. The school. The pack grounds. Her movements were predictable, and that worked to his advantage.
“She’s vulnerable now,” he murmured, tracing her routes with his finger. “No wolf to protect her. No mate to shield her. I have to act fast.”
Isaac’s thoughts turned darker as he imagined the moment she would meet her wolf. The power she would wield, the green-eyed wolf destined to rule, the light to her mate’s shadow. The prophecy had said they would unite the world, bringing balance and power unseen in centuries. But to Isaac, that meant the end of his reign.
Selena’s beauty, her potential, it all burned him with a mix of desire and fury. She could have been his. If not for the prophecy. If not for her destiny. But now, she was his greatest enemy, and he would stop at nothing to destroy her.
“She will never meet her mate,” he vowed, his voice trembling with determination. “She will never shift. She will never become the queen the world wants her to be. She must die before her light can shine.”
Isaac’s lips curled into a cruel smile as the pieces of his plan fell into place. Soon, Selena would be his—not as a queen, not as a mate, but as a victim. Her beauty would fade, her power extinguished, and the prophecy would die with her.
He stepped out of the warehouse, the shadows clinging to him like a second skin. The world thought him a businessman, a leader, but they didn’t know the truth. He was the shadow to her light, and he would ensure that light was snuffed out before it ever had a chance to shine.