The next morning I shifted to my wolf and allowed myself to heal. Around ten I was released and carried to my suite where I had to stay under house arrest until Alpha James told me I was able to leave. I jumped in the shower and washed the blood from my body, little pieces of silver dropping to the floor as I passed my hands along the scars. I didn’t bother changing my clothes, I dried myself and dropped onto my bed.
I came home to the most delicious scent coming from inside, I dropped my training bag to the floor and removed my shoes and socks, and walked into the kitchen.
Isabella is standing over the stove with her apron around her neck mixing what smelt like Alfredo sauce. I walked over to her and kissed her hair from behind, she turned to me and smiled, her big beautiful eyes welcoming me home and her smile filling my heart with the warmest feeling.
“Sit down, lunch is almost ready.” She said to me
I pulled a chair and sat right next to her as she added the pasta and chicken to
