Isabella's POV I moved towards the hallways, stepping out until I was finally in the entrance of the living room. The place wasn't as dark, the place illuminated by the dull hues of dawn.The floors remained quiet, polished wood floors barely cold against my feet. I knew then, that there was something I was missing. Something I knew was going to happen. The dull lights made the place seem less eerie and yet, the shadows remained to remind one of the exact opposite.Without thinking, I stepped out, two steps into the wide room when I was stopped with a growl.Deep and rumbling, it stopped me in my tracks immediately. My heart seemed to be beating faster in my ears, but not out of fear, but anticipation.It was as though I was being told; this was what you were expecting. This is what you were waiting for.The other side of the entrance was completely wrapped in darkness, and I couldn't tell if that was due to the barely there lights not reaching it, or the shadow of who was there.The

Isabella's POV I turned to see Leo, halting my attack. Pants left my lips while I let my arm fall."It's evident if you two continue this, none of us will have dinner tonight."Was it my imagination, or did I see some kind of approval in his eyes?I looked away, focusing on regulating my breaths. As soon as he had left, I moved towards the couch, using my shirt to wipe off the sweat on my face."Wow. I didn't expect… wow." Sierra looked at me with new eyes."Are you… angry?""No. My respect for you has multiplied actually. Let's do this again sometime." Sierra brought out her hand to shake. Smiling, I shook her hand with a smile. She nudged her head lightly. "Come on, let's rearrange the place."Once we finished pushing the couches back in their rightful place, Sierra and I entered the dining room to find Agathe."I didn't know you could fight. And so well at that." Agathe gushed towards me."You watched?" I asked.Agathe nodded with a smile. "Yes. And Treasure looked so happy, I cou

SierraI stepped out of my car into the bar, only to come face to face with my boss."You're late." He said.Late by only seven minutes. I didn't complain, only nodding my head.“Ah yeah. Sorry about that, boss,” i said, flashing a small smile as I did."I'm still paying you." He warned."That you are," I nodded. As if I was actually using his money. I scoffed inwardly. Most of the time, the salary he gave was usually stored in an account. When it was big enough, it was used to unsolicitedly buy drinks into the bar again. He didn't even notice.See? I could be selfless.I waited until he passed to roll my eyes. I moved to my station, behind the bar. Back then, it was sort of like a test project, a question of if I could manage to work among human society. Until I got used to it, that is. Despite the bar not being the best, I loved watching the interactions, despite my inability to personally engage in them.I looked forward to the people cleaning and waitresses, all of them strangers

Isabella. It started out how it usually did, with hesitation and silence. I moved forward towards the living room, plonking down onto the couch in a half seated, half lying down manner. "Hi." I said, sitting down on one of the seats. He replied with a nod. "Sierra's not back yet, if that's who you were waiting for." He said, flipping another page. I nodded, and sat upright. We were more of far apart acquaintances. His words back then seemed to have broken the ice, but that didn't mean that we were friends. It was a progress compared to before where most of our interactions were tense. After a bout of hesitation I took out my phone. Opening the sudoku game. It was the same one Sierra played and had given to me. "I know this isn't any of my business but..." His dark voice courted hesitation. "...what were you going to ask her?' There was no harm in telling him a thing. "I was going to ask Sierra about opening a bank account," I said. "You don't have

Isabella. We spent the rest of the day talking while they watched Treasure play with his toys. Claire talked about her relationship with Lola, which although had quieted, had become stronger. Seeing her so happy brought a surge of joy within me. After all, she was the first person to show me kindness. Whilst I was struggling during work in the bar, bearing the pain of separating from my pack and the illness that came with pregnancy, she came to my rescue. Even though she was a struggling college student of her own, she went to great lengths to help me. Whether it was through getting drugs when I couldn't afford them, aiding me with my shifts and being the most supportive person, she was my closest pillar. I was glad that she was finding happiness in her life. Deep in the recesses of my mind, I prayed her happiness was to continue. We spoke until Claire reluctantly left, saying that she had a shift. She bid us goodbye, entering the car which Felix was going to drive her h