Isabella
I frowned, slightly shaking my head with my eyes on Rita. I can't believe that Enzo and Evelyn will convince her to talk to me about mating Travis, without considering saving her life.
How can they be so cruel? How can a parent do this to their own child? I wondered with a frown on my face.
A lot was on my mind but the most disturbing thought was how Rita could agree to ask this favor from me even when she knows her parents are determined to kill her.
Is this really how much she loves her pack? or is there something more to it?
“Isabella please. This is the first favor I am asking from you,” Rita said, gently squeezing my hands. Tears welled in my eyes and I shook my head slightly.
I tilt my eyebrows in disbelief. “What are you doing?” I whispered and gently pulled my hand
