Summary of Chapter 18 – A turning point in Princess of the Werewolves by ddralapp
Chapter 18 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Princess of the Werewolves, written by ddralapp. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
"Wow" I breathe out in awe. I pulled my hand away from her stomach. "That's amazing" I said honestly. She nodded in agreement before she started laughing again. "Why do you keep laughing?" I questioned.
She let out one last giggle before answering. "You're afraid of Isaac wanting to hurt you?" she asked in complete disbelief.
I nodded. "Whenever I dated someone, their fathers and uncles threatened me. Like a lot" I admitted. I didn't date that many people. But the few girls I did date had very protective male relatives.
"Don't worry about Isaac. I think you can take him" she smirked. I felt like I was missing part of a story, but I didn't asked about it.
Jordyn left a while after Matthew came in. Now him and I were sitting down and playing cards. "Do you have a five?" I questioned.
Matthew shook his head. Liar. "Go fish" he said. There wasn't even cards left. There was just my card and his card. So they had to be a pair! I played along and dramatically sighed. "Do you have a... um... a five?" Matthew asked.
I faked a pout as I handed him my card. "That's not fair! You cheated!" I exclaimed childishly.
"Did not!" he argued.
"Did to!"
"No I didn't"
"Yes you did!"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Ye-"
"Is someone being a sore loser?" an unknown voice asked. I got up and pushed Matthew behind me. I went into a fighting position and growled at the man in front of me. He looked in his early thirties with dark blonde hair. He was short than me; but he didn't look taken back by my growl, he looked completely calm.
"Uncle Isaac!" Matthew exclaimed and ran around me. He jumped on the man, who easily caught him.
"Hey Matthew" the man said. "Who's your friend?" he nodded to me.
Matthew started bouncing in the man's arms. "That's Asher. He's Eve's mate. Ash! This is Uncle Isaac!" Matthew shouted. I chuckled and walked towards the pair.
I held my hand out for Isaac to shake. "Alpha Asher Reed of the Blue Moon pack, sir" I introduced myself.
"I'm Isaac. Don't call me sir. I sound old" he chuckled. I nodded. "So your Eve's mate?"
"Yes, I am" I confirmed.
"Um... Should I go?" I asked.
Isaac shook his head. "You're her mate. You can stay" he said. I nodded and slowly sat on a chair. "Wake up Eve. Please, you can't leave yet. You have a mate. You have Shawn-"
I let out a low growl at the mention of him. "Sorry" I apologized when Isaac looked at me. He raised a questioning eyebrow. "I'm a very jealous Alpha" I admitted.
Isaac laughed. "Jealous? Of Shawn?" He asked. I nodded. "Shawn?" he asked. I nodded again. "Why would you be jealous of- Oh!" he exclaimed before he laughed harder. He looked at my mate. "He thinks you're dating Shawn" he chuckled.
"Wait. She's not?" I asked. Isaac shook his head. "But he called her Babe" I stated.
"Yeah. And she calls him Coco" Isaac laughed. "They have been best friends since they were in diapers. Nothing less, nothing more. I can assure you of that" That ass-hole actually made me believe that they were dating! Well, I guess I kinda deserved it.
I really deserved it actually. Isaac turned serious and looked at my mate. "You need to wake up. Your mate looks crazy" he said with a light laugh.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Have you looked in a mirror?" Isaac asked. I shook my head, causing him to chuckle. "You obviously haven't been sleeping a whole nine hours. And you didn't shave"
I childishly crossed my arms and frowned. Matthew might be rubbing off on me a little. Isaac ignored me and continued to talk to Eve. "This guy is crazy. Anyways. You need to wake up. I know that you lost your parents, but you still have people here that need you. The werewolves need a Queen. Your friends need you. Your mate needs you. Matthew needs you" At the mention of her brother, Eve's heart-rate went up, then back down. I stared at her wide eyed.

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