***Third-Person POV***
A combination of anxiety and curiosity pushed Black to his feet. He took up the route Alex had taken earlier and paced back and forth. Alex stayed by Isabella’s side, hand on her shoulder.
‘Something is happening to her, and I think I know what it is,’ Isabella said, her soft voice seemingly echoing off the walls and filling the quiet of the room.
‘I’ve seen a vision of a white wolf,’ she continued.
‘And you think this wolf has something to do with Rose?’ It was Alex who asked this time.
‘I got a feeling from her, like she was trying to reach out to me.’
‘That doesn’t make sense. How can you get a feeling from a vision into the future?’ Annoyance crept into Black’s voice again as he became impatient with his lack of understanding and Isabella’s cryptic st
