ISABELLA'S POV
North Villa felt colder than usual that morning. Mom had been scolding me endlessly since the night I was dragged to the police station.
It had left a deep mark on our pack—the news just wouldn’t die down.
If I had foreseen this predicament, I would’ve silenced that wheelchair girl before Claire found her. I’d been so reckless.
That b***h.
She had been plotting all this from the start, and made me lose everything.
I won’t let her get away unscathed.
Just as I reached for my teacup, my wolf stirred—as if sensing that something ominous was about to happen.
A minute later, Uncle Jack stormed in with a furious expression, his eyes flashing that dangerous gold that came when an Alpha was seconds away from losing control.
I stiffened instinctively.
This was the first tim
