Fiona’s POV.
Isadora’s presence in the pack was only increasing the strain on my shoulders.
In the evening when I was alone in my room in the dark I would find myself anticipating my coronation all the more. Not because I was all that eager for it, but because the sooner my coronation came and ended, the sooner Isadora would be out of my pack and out of my life and maybe then I could fix what had shattered between me and the triplets.
The whole, not speaking to them thing, was terribly draining. I spent most of my waking hours thinking about them - my waking hours now included the night time since I couldn’t sleep - I craved their warmth more than I ever had before and I had to stop myself from lashing out whenever I saw them with Isadora.
It was very clear what she was doing and why s
