She’d been missing Mason from the very beginning.
Isaac turned and walked away before he could see anything else. He couldn’t bear it. His wolf couldn’t bear it either, howling in anger and frustration in a way he had never done before.
Before he knew it, Isaac found himself wandering in a random corridor in the west wing that he rarely ventured to. The setting sun streamed through the massive skylights above, turning the marble pink and orange beneath Isaac’s feet.
He must have been pacing for hours now. His hands were clenched, jaw was clenched as well, eyes narrowed. His wolf was furious. Jealous.
“You’ve never been jealous before,” he told his wolf.
His wolf simply growled in response. Isaac suppressed a growl of his own.
He couldn’t believe it; Bianca still wa
