ISABEL’S POV
I woke to the sound of soft footsteps outside the door, and the faint scent of something comforting—soup, I guessed. My stomach growled in response, and I winced. It was a reminder of how long it had been since I had eaten properly. My body ached, but there was something soothing about the weight of the blanket over me.
It was finally morning. I didn't even know when I fell asleep last night.
I shifted, trying to push away the remnants of sleep from my eyes, but my mind immediately went back to Alpha Drew. The image of him standing there, his eyes cold still lingered in my thoughts like a shadow that refused to fade.
What would happen now?
I could hear the distant murmur of voices outside the room, and then the soft creak of the door opening.
Leo entered, holding a tray
