TWENTY-THREE

ISABELLA POV

"May I come and sit with you?"

I can't believe he's an Alpha, and he asked for my permission to do something. I nod my head slowly; I am still not really sure what he wants from me. I can smell the pine-bark, pine-needles and spice, but I still haven't heard from Zoey. It must be a side effect of the cord that Silas wrapped around my wrists and ankles.

"Can I ask? When I entered the house, you were undoing what looked like a cord from your wrists. Why didn't the Alpha's see you if you were tied?"

"Are you sure you want to know? You might think I am tainted."

"I could never think that..."

"I am part witch!"

I wait for it. The disgusted look, Alpha Giovanni and all the other males used to give me, but he surprises me with a look of fascination instead. He goes to say something but is interrupted by a knock on the door. As he gets to

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