Jaessa POV
Days of travel before we finally reach Italy, where Travis had his private jet waiting to carry us back to the United States. Thankfully the plane has outlets for me to charge my phone which has been dead for days, as well as its own cellular source. I sink back into the plush seat, and gaze over at Westley who is guarding J. Tyler has allowed him to travel unshackled as long as he doesn’t make any attempts to flee. Eva, meanwhile is bandaging the back of his neck while her Alpha mate watches closely to the werebears movements.
My phone suddenly comes to life and I notice that I have a voicemail. I press play before bringing my phone to my ear, and freeze as Isabel’s voice catches me off guard. I bite on my lower lip as I look back at Westley who is watching me closely
