••• Isabella’s POV •••
Hearing her words made me dumbfounded, and I realized that I was really at a disadvantage right now. Maybe I should go back to the pack house?
But Mom should have already heard about what I said for sure, and I didn’t want the triplets to find me there. At least not right now. I needed time and space away from them to think.
I was only wearing a man’s shirt and a pair of baggy pants, homeless, penniless, and hungry, until my stomach growled like Lacy was trying to come out of my stomach.
Now, I regret leaving the triplets' apartment so fast. I should’ve asked them for some food before leaving.
Yeah, right. Like I would beg them for anything, but I got irritated with myself. Why did it seem like I hate them so much now that I knew they were my mates? Maybe I sho
