CHAPTER 247

LEONIDAS I

Isabella stood in the medium sized officer's lounge, her hazel/green eyes gazing at the ships all around them, as well as the blue/green planet below. In her seventeen hundred years of life, Isabella never imagined she would be at this point, admitting to herself that she fit in with these people far more than her own kind.

When her father had killed her mother in a fit of rage at her helping Isabella to escape the putrid man she was given to, Isabella swore she would kill him. The pig, the man her father forced her to wed, he had treated her like a possession. He had not been handsome or kind in any way, and just remembering what it felt like being under that slob as he grunted and groaned made her shudder in revulsion. She had not intended to find her way to the Lycavorian Union, for the simple fact that they were her hated enemies.