Isabella’s P.O.VI struggled to form a coherent response, my throat dry and constricted with fear. "I-I'm not a spy," I managed to stammer out, my voice barely above a whisper. "I swear, I'm just trying to survive."His gaze bore into mine, searching for any hint of deception. I held my breath, willing myself to remain composed despite the terror coursing through my veins.For a tense moment, he said nothing, his expression unreadable. Then, to my relief, his claws retracted, and the tension in the air dissipated like smoke in the wind.“ I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you”, I just want to know who you are to make sure my pack is safe, he said, his voice sounding remorseful.I nodded, swallowing hard as I tried to steady my trembling hands. "I understand."“What makes you think of me as a spy?” I questioned him but he didn’t say anything in his defense leaving both of us in an awkward silence once more as he stared down at me still suspicious.“Well, I was supposed to get married a
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