Drake POV
My mother had somehow gotten away from Sinead and come up to my room in search of Isabella. Which effectively pulled the plug on the rest of our adult fun. Isabella jumped in the shower, then dressed and went to keep my mother entertained, leaving me still itching for my mate. I growled out loud to no one then stormed off to the shower.
I loved my mother, but she had to go home, I decided as I stood beneath the cold spray of the shower. The only way that she would go home was if she worked things out with my father and that wasn’t likely to happen unless I talked to him myself. He had to understand that Isabella was my destined mate and that there was nothing he could do to change it.
My stomach knotted as I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I was
