MASON
As I walked away from Isobel’s room, I sighed deeply and ran a hand down my face in frustration. Something wasn’t right, she was acting different like she was on the edge, and then there was the water that was mysteriously shaking.
I frowned, thinking back to the way the glass of water was shaking. It could’ve been nothing, maybe just a the table not being balanced but why had she looked so nervous?
I shook my head to brush off the thought. I was probably overthinking it. There was nothing special. I was probably just stressed.
Before I could think about on it any longer, I heard footsteps approach me from the other end of the hall. I turned to see Logan, my Beta, rushing towards me with a tense look on his face.
“Mason,” he greeted me and lowered his voice. “We have a problem.
