Niko looks back at Isabella with his heart shattered, no man wants to hear that the woman he loves is carrying the child of another man…
Isabella stands up slowly with her hand on her belly, she is in complete and utter shock.
"Thats impossible, I cant be pregnant" she says, "actually no scratch that, I can be pregnant but for him? Thats impossible, I have never slept with him before" she defended.
"Wellllll—" Rafael turns around at her, "you have"
Isabella begins to spiral, What do you mean? Did you rape me? What is going on Rafael?
The mystic has a faint smile on her face, seeing all the havoc being caused, she is a bit glad.
"Relax, I didnt rape you" Rafael said to her.
Isabella walks over to him and begins to hit his chest and cries out, "what…is…going…on—can somebody PLEASE just explain to me" she shouted…
She is crashing out, the world folding in and out and every sound a needle in her head.
She moves over to Niko.
"Niko? Why are you quiet, what is going on?" She keeps asking while also hitting his chest like she had done with Rafael, Niko is almost brought to tears but he tries his best to hold it together because he is the one who must be steady now.
Isabella begins to scream and shout hysterically; she is frustrated and confused and tired and exhausted and irritated, nothing makes sense anymore. She quickly runs to the kitchen counter and grabs a knife and points it to her neck, "somebody explain what is going on to me right now or I swear to God, I will fucking gut myself right now" she threatens, voice raw and cutting.
The mystic smiles and whispers under her breath, "well, have at it, less work for me" she utters,
"Youre bluffing, you will not kill yourself" Rafael says reluctantly,
"Try me Rafael Voss, I dare you to fucking try me! My life is miserable as it is, I have no use for myself anymore but I know you have use for me…so somebody better start talking or I swear to God—" she screams with the knife shaking in her hand.
"Isabella" Niko's voice calls out quietly, "we`ll tell you….please put down the knife" His tone is soft and pleading and it reaches her like a hand.
After much back and forth with him, after breathless bargaining and tears, she eventually drops the blade,
Rafael and Niko take that moment and they spend it explaining to her everything, slowly and carefully, because in this moment, they could all tell that she was raw and fragile.
They tell her the events from the club that night when she was drunk and had a one night stand with someone, they tell her how she left in a fog and how Rafael later found out who she was, She comes to find out that the "someone" she had slept with was Rafael, it explained everything to her… why he'd been so focused on her at the job interview, why he picked her as collateral, what it doesn't explain is why he chose to have her as his bride.
None of that mattered to Isabella anymore in that moment because here she is, in love with Niko but she is carrying another man's baby.
"The child," the mystic calls out and they all turn their attention to her instead,
"That child is powerful, power that I have never come across before and if Isabella doesnt shift before having the child" she says pointing at Isabella's belly in a weird and eerie way,
"She will…DIE"
Niko's knees feel weak, Isabella's hands fly to her belly as if to hold it in place,
"Die," Niko repeats under his breath,
Isabella feels the floor tilt beneath her, she had been thinking in lines...revenge, escape, hate but now everything bends into a single cold axis: the child.
"What do you mean she will die?" They both asked with Niko looking the most worried.
After much probing, the mystic responded, "the child that Isabella carries wields a lot of power, power that we have only ever heard in old legends and stories, This child carries your blood Rafael, the blood of the Voss, the original werewolves to ever exist…his power explains why my orange flame was useless against killing Isabella, the child absorbed it and sent it back to me, I have never seen such a thing happen before."
Rafael and Niko were a bit dazed to hear this information but right now, that didn't seem like the most important thing to Rafael, he was more concerned about how this mystic found his house and how she had the audacity to take on his form, gain entrance to his home and attempt to kill Isabella.
"Well, it was fun chatting witch but now, I must ask…WHO SENT YOU HERE?" Rafael snapped.
"You know I can't tell you that," she replied.
"Oh." Rafael smirked.
"It's better you kill me now," the mystic said.
"Oh…no that's far too easy," Rafael smirked as he began to walk closer to her "I'm going to use you as my messenger."
His claws formed and he dug them into her chest and grabbed her heart, she gasped for air as Rafael pressed harder on her heart, He moved closer to her ear and whispered while looking straight into her eyes, his pupils turned golden as he began to compel her (A wolf has the ability to compel a mystic who has been invited into his home.)
"Now, go and tell whoever sent you that I said… `heed my words, I am coming for you` and you are not allowed to die until you've done that."
He let go of her heart and pushed her outside, the mystic vanished into a portal and later appeared at Darien's house where Anastasia and Darien stood waiting for her return, so that they could get the good news that she succeeded in killing isabella.
Shock filled their faces when they saw her.
The mystic had bled so much that she looked drained, she began to gasp for air as she spoke, "he said, `heed…my words, I am…coming…for—you`."
The moment she finished passing the message, she fell face forward on Darien's white rug and lay in a pool of her own blood.