••• Isabella’s POV •••
I didn’t know how I must look in Chase’s eyes. But I was stricken by his offer. And here was what I imagined I looked like — eyes bulging nearly falling out of their sockets, frozen in a split second after hearing his words, jaw almost dropped to the floor.
Did he just…
“Repeat that,” I said, because apparently my hearing and brain had malfunctioned a bit. “Slowly. Like I’m five.”
“The triplets won’t allow you to shift,” he said, maddeningly calm, “but you can shift freely with me.”
My jaw tried to drop to the floor again. “You do know it’s like… impossible to achieve, right?”
He lounged back on the couch like we were discussing snack preferences. “I have a private forest in my territory. When I want to run, I run. No one interferes.”
Lacy practically pressed
