••• Isabella’s POV •••
I felt like I was in a fever and was so parched that I had to mutter, “Water… Give me water... I need water...”
Then I felt something soft pressed against my lips from which a cool liquid gushed out, and I drank in the water like a traveler in the desert who had found an oasis.
“More…” I said hoarsely, and that same soft thing pressed against my lips again, giving me the cool liquid I so needed.
I opened my eyes slowly after I had drunk the last drop of water and saw one of the triplets’ eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
I blinked, trying to figure out which one of my mates was in front of me when the amusement and playfulness told me who he was—Raiden..
But that was also the moment when I realized that it was his lips that were pressed against mine, and it
