The Professor’s Mate: The Moonborn Legacy
My jaw tightened, my wolf urging me to act, to tear into anyone who’d hurt her.
“Your parents?” I said, my voice low, incredulous, my eyes searching her tear-streaked face. “Why? I mean, how could they…?” I trailed off, my words failing, my chest tight.
Isabella laughed, a bitter, broken sound, her hands swiping at her tears. “I highly doubt you’d understand,” she said, her voice cracking, her fingers trembling as she clutched her knees. “I’m sorry,” she mumbled, her head bowing, her red hair falling over her face like a curtain.