GEMMA
Isla laughed, pushing her snow-white hair behind her ear. It contrasted heavily with her light blue eyes and I wondered briefly if the White Wolf had considered being reincarnated in her and then changed their mind.
"You should see the look on your face," she chuckled. "You look so pale. Not so strong now, are you?"
"Tell me the truth, Isla. Does anyone else know?" I asked, staring at her with a serious expression.
Isla frowned. "Don't call my name like that. You're not my mother." She said.
"Just tell me." I insisted.
She sighed. "Of course, I didn't. I wanted to kill you myself. If I let people know about you, they'll either want to kill you or capture you for themselves. It would only make it harder for me."
I exhaled quietly. "Okay, thank you," I said despite myself. She c
