LOGINI feel the floodgates open. I hyperventilate as I speak. “He said he was going to kill her to steal my healing ability. He said he was going to force me to give him an heir, and he stabbed me twice with a silver blade!” “Easy, Bella. Take deep breaths. Jesse is in prison. He will stand trial, and
(Isabella’s POV)I refuse to open my mouth. There is no way after everything I’ve lost that this monster is taking my wolf or anything else from me, for that matter. Jesse slides one arm under me. Lifts me up. Then yanks my ponytail, pulling my head backward I’m able to shift my position and free
A couple of heartbeats in, I’m able to focus on Jesse’s face.“Glad to see you have woken up. Listen, Isabella, I don’t wish you any harm. I…I just need your help.”“No. Let me go.” “You will help me. You are the key!” “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I need you to heal me and give me an h
(Isabella’s POV)“Isabella, Jesse called…again.” Ariana hangs up the landline. I roll my eyes. “That tracks. He’s called my cell so many times my voicemail box is full.” Levi raises an eyebrow. “One call to Santiago could put a stop to that.” Shaking my head, I walk into the kitchen to find somet
Santiago’s stare follows my line of sight. He shifts his position closer to me. “Who attacked you?”Billy turns his head. “Alpha Santiago, you need to protect Alpha Isabella. He’s crazy…almost as crazy as Layla.”I sigh. “Billy, I need to know who you have been working with and who did this to you.
(Isabella’s POV) I was wrong. Calling Jesse on speaker phone and hearing the telltale signs of lies in his voice in front of Ariana and her parents is both humbling and disturbing. “Hey Jesse, we noticed some irregularities on the finance report that sho
(Isabella’s POV) I haven’t trusted Jesse in a very long time. I’ve experienced firsthand how he lies and uses people. He cheated on me. Every time he was with Layla, their infidelity rippled through the bond. I’d know in detail every time he was inside her. Listening to Santiago tell me about th
Suddenly, the memories from the entire night flood back to me. I remember drinking myself stupid then calling Santiago. Oh Moon Goddess, I called him. I threw myself at him. Did we? “Regrettably no,” my wolf says. “Not for lack of trying. His wolf wants us; Santiago was too stubborn.” I read the
“I have money to buy a dress and can pay normally. Trying on clothes here is my right as a customer and you can’t refuse to allow me.” Rather than accept my answer, he calls security and accuses me of stealing. Fucking weasel. I try to defend myself, but the security guards block me and demand to
(Isabella’s POV) Santiago looks at me up and down. Under his gaze, my whole body heats up. I feel my face flush. Then he tells me to take off my clothes. Why? Is he planning to do something? If I’m honest, part of me hopes so. My wolf certainly hopes so. The last thing I expect is for him to han







