Isabella P.O.V
My mind began to reel. It's impossible. It can't be! Intrusive thoughts protruded to the forefront of my mind. I have always been human.
"There is nothing special about me. There never has been and never will be! I think I would know if I had a wolf spirit sharing my mind and body." I retorted sarcastically. Damien's eyes flashed at mine with a serious gaze.
"You are special, Isabella. Wolf or not." He groaned with a serious tone. I rolled my eyes at his relentless charm, rubbing my hands across my face as my world began to spiral.
"I am human. Damien. Human!" I pleaded to him because I knew there was no possible way I could be anything other than human. Damien let out a soft sight, sitting back in his chair, he began to shake his head, glaring at the floor. His lips
