Thirty-three

~Isabella’s POV

"Wait, what?" Jonas' face had turned incredulous with shock. All of a sudden, the muscles of his face relaxed, and his shock gave way to bemusement.

"You are joking, right?” Jones asked, a tentative smile on his face.

“Do I look like I’m joking? I got married to Alpha Damien a few days ago.” I said, trying to keep my emotions off my face.

It was a difficult feat as my mind began to race with questions. Hope flared in my chest, but I ruthlessly stamped it down. I had learned the hard way that hope was a futile thing and it only left me feeling worse once disappointed.

Why would Nathan be looking for me now? He was the one who rejected me and because of his rejection, I had suffered at the hands of Damien. I became an object of mockery to him and his pack members.

I cleared my throat and, fighting back the tears that wanted to spill over, I looked up at Jones and told him to return back to his pack without me.

"No," he said as he shook his head violently.

"Leave Beta J