Chapter 145

• Isabel
• I stepped out of the shower, my eyes immediately seeking Estelle. I just couldn't help it; my baby meant the entire world to me. When I realized she was still laying peacefully in the middle of the large bed, a small sigh of relief escaped me. I'd finally gotten around to showing Dante her growing teeth and he'd been pumped. Werewolf cubs grew fast. I tightened the towel around my body, the cool air kissing my feet and hands. A smaller towel was wrapped around my hair, soaking up the excess water as I made my way to the dressing table.
• I lowered myself unto my dressing table, staring at my reflection in the mirror as I began drying my hair out. It didn't take long for my thoughts to start wandering about. Yesterday had been… a whole lot. From Bella's shocking move to Alvin showing up and trying to take me back to the pack. I felt like I'd barely had a moment to breathe, to catch a break. It was almost like everywhere I turned, there was someone waiting to harm me. And then there was Dante. A tingle skidded down my spine at the thought of him.