Isolde
Isolde was awake before morning the next day. She hurried down to the kitchen where she had a cup of tea, sitting on the floor with her back against the wall, trying to make herself as small as possible.
But she was already worried.
Why had he saved her? And why had her wolf, who barely felt a thing, responded viscerally to him?
And what did it mean by mate? It was not possible that Alpha Kael could be her mate.
“Get off the floor, you stupid girl.” The cook barked, waving a spoon at her. Isolde jumped off the floor. She wouldn't be shocked if the cook hit her with the spoon. It wouldn't be the first time.
“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.” Isolde said with her head down.
“Go and take a bath. You smell. Alpha Kael will kill you if you stink in his car.”
Her heart sank as
