Joseph had been pacing along the corridors, worried at the same time angry that Rose had kicked her out of the room.
He kept his ear pealed to their conversation with Eric in the room but it seemed he was doing a shoddy job of it. He smelt her before he saw her, Isabela, her face wrapped in a bandage was in the company of her father and two policemen.
‘What the hell!’
She looked pitiful with her face wrapped in bandages but she, Joseph and her father Mr. Robinson knew it was just for show.
There was no way she could walk around without a bruise on her face yet she had suffered a major blow from the pillar that had cracked her jaw and left scratches on the left side of her face when she hit against it when she was hit by Rose. With her werewolf genes, it only took her less than a day
