Isabella
It's been over thirty minutes since we set for the seashore, and neither Travis or I have said anything to each other. Jacob and Benjamin were discussing in the backseat so they didn't seem to notice how boring the ride was for me.
All I got were the brief glances from Travis. I could tell that he was still worried about me leaving the Diamond pack.
I wanted to make him understand, but I am afraid that if I said anything it would only urge him to convince me to stay back.
I was still lost in thoughts when he finally spoke up. “So Isabella, where do you intend to go from here?” he looked at me.
I studied his eyes for a few seconds. “I am sorry Travis, but I cannot tell you.”
“Why not,” he asked and glanced out through the windshield. “Someone needs to know where you are go
