The day after the fight with Isabella, I don't even leave my new room except twice to get something to eat. Fortunately, I don't see her at all and I think that's better for both of us.
I don't call Nukea either, because I wouldn't know what to say to her yet. I decide to let her stay mad another day while I fix the situation.
It's only three and a half months until my presentation as Alpha of the pack. Isabella wants us to be married by then, she wants a giant wedding with most of the pack in attendance (except the Poor Ones of course) but I'm not going to let that happen. I'm not going to just kowtow to her like an i***t.
So, I put my plan into motion.
"Hello, son... everything okay?" my father asks when he answers my call.
"Not really. I want to know how damaging it would be f
