POV. Isabella Di'Giotanno.
The last thing I remember is the incredible orgasm I was facing, riding it like waves on the sea before the searing pain in my neck came. The mark. Eric marked me! Damn it! I told him I didn’t want him to mark me yet. Damn alpha! Why the hell do they love to minimize their mates’ desires? Seriously, Moon Triad, there’s something terribly wrong with your design!
“Aika! What the hell happened? Have we fainted? or where are we?”
The darkness lightens. We find ourselves in a forest. The dawn tells me it is morning, when the first rays of sun escape through the leaves of the tall trees.
I watch a white she-wolf, with platinum tips, running in the forest, apparently escaping. I heard loud roars. Aika sits next to me as we watch the scene. I heard the wolfs stops a
