Isabella noticed how still Hedeon was, and her senses returned instantly.
“Sorry,” she muttered, stepping back.
He opened his mouth to respond, but Vladimir walked by before he could get any words out.
“Prepare a car for me, Hedeon. I'm meeting up with Can,” he said without pausing, or stopping.
By the time both received the message, he had walked past them.
“You're meeting with Can?!” His words registered with Isabella seconds later, and she followed him.
Hedeon, feeling a strange sense of loss, turned around to go do as he had been ordered.
“Yes Bratva. I'm meeting with your betrothed.” He crossed through the door into Ivy's room.
Isabella swallowed her response, not wanting to come off insensitive..
“Vlad?” The doctor turned to him. “We were able to stabilize her. She's sleepi
