The anxiety within Rebecca seemed to soften, but she still wondered when Isaac would speak to her about her “mission” where was Eric? And how was she supposed to approach the man?
“Isaac?” she gently tugged on his arm as they passed some guest of whom Isaac greeted with a warm smile, Rebecca did same, not wanting to come off as being rude. But the way they all watched her with keen eyes made her feel as though she were being judged. And perhaps she was, because unlike Rebecca who was mostly human, a good percentage of the people in this room who weren’t humans where creatures of the moon, werewolves, and Isaac was suddenly protective of the girl, not wanting to let her out of his sight even for a split second. Because not only was the room filled with key figures in the werewolf community
