Isabella
I was fast asleep with my back resting on a tree trunk when Jacob tapped me. “Isabella, wake up,” he said and I opened my eyes and found Travis standing in front of me.
“Come on, we should go back now,” Travis said. He reached his hand out and he helped me on my feet. “I am really sorry for what happened back there. My sister didn't mean to attack you like that.”
“I am not sure about that,” I dusted the dirt off my body and followed him. “How are her wounds?”
“Healing fast,” he replied. “My sister is a tough breed, and tough breeds don't die easily,” he furrowed his eyebrows and looked forward. I observed his eyes closely. I noticed the anxiety and war raging within him.
“How are you feeling now that you know she is alive?”
“I don't know,” he answered. He exhaled sharply and
