“The missing rogue kid, he’s the one you hired to drug and photograph me isn’t he? You killed him or had him killed, didn’t you?”He just stares at me. “That kid was the burnt remains found in the forest, wasn’t he?” I asked, my voice cracking on the last word. Jesse doesn’t answer me. The remorse
(Isabella’s POV)My eyes roll back in my head. I think I blacked out for a second. Suddenly, I have a flashback to the moments that followed after I downed my drink at the hotel. I see myself sitting in the hallway of the hotel moments after drinking the concoction that was mixed in my alcoholic co
“Perhaps, we could discuss those possibilities, when you aren’t weak from wolfsbane and I am not tied to a fucking chair.”I open my eyes and look at Jesse deadpan. “I demand to know where I am. Release me now, and I will let you live.”Jesse laughs menacingly. He raises his hand like he’s going to
(Isabella’s POV)My eyes flutter open slowly, trying to focus on where I am, but my eyelids feel heavy. It’s as if I am sitting in a thick fog.I can’t find a focal point in the room as all the images appear distorted, especially the sharp edges and corners of furniture and walls. They blur into obl
I decide to follow them. They go back to Santiago’s pack house. I sit in the woods for a while as there is no way to get close enough to learn anything. I’m just about to give up and leave when I see them come out and load back up into Santiago’s car.I force myself to wait five full heartbeats befo
(Jesse’s POV)I halt mid-stride and cock my head, squinting to be sure that my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me. Isabella. My wolf never wanted Layla. He barely spoke to me after we reconnected and especially after all we put Isabella through as our mate thereafter. It’s not like I wanted to hurt h