Isabella
“Travis please don't,” I wobbled, staring grievously at his face. “Please don't make this more difficult for me,” I told him.
He stared at me in silence for a while. “That's not the reason I am here,” he said. His eyes were sad as he took a few steps closer.
He stopped breaths away, I could sense the tension in my skin at the feeling of him standing close to me. His eyes were keenly staring into mine. But I couldn't keep my gaze on him.
“Isabella, I am not here to ask anything difficult from you. I am here to tell you that it's okay to follow your heart,” he said and I lifted my gaze back to him. I frowned a bit confused at what he was saying.
“I won't force you to become my mate,” he stammered and in a brief moment I saw regret flash in his eyes. He will regret saying that
