POV Isabella Di´Giotanno.
Just like I expected, Eric smelled Prince Alec’s scent on my hand and nearly went berserk. I knew he was possessive, but truth be told, I saw him totally blinded by jealousy. He continually repeated that he would not take me away, that this time he would not lose and that he could not do whatever he wanted, just because he was a prince.
I tried not to laugh at the situation, because it would only make Eric angrier than he already was. Although, if I look at it coldly, the prince can do whatever he wants, and the consequences would not be as disastrous as if an ordinary wolf did them.
What the hell happened between those two? Eric has never wanted to tell me. The time I asked him, he evaded the question. Only with a good hot kissing session did his anger vani
