ISABLE'S POV
This night felt longer than any night I've ever lived before. Even the night I was first kidnapped wasn't as long as this. Somehow this night has refused to end. Sleep had been impossible, and my nerves were getting worse by each passing minute. My heart pounded restlessly as if it knew something was wrong, as it was aware that something was waiting out there for me in the shadows.
Oliver and Malcolm sat in the far corner of the room, their voices low and hushed as they discussed plans they refused to share with me. Despite their calm words, I couldn't help the worry unease that settled in the pit of my stomach.
Who were these men, really?
Oliver had admitted to working for Erica in the past. And now Malcolm, a rogue I’d never seen before, was suddenly here, claiming he co
