Chapter 147

• Dante
• Twigs snapped beneath my boots as I took a walk round the woods with Thorne. We'd gone on patrol around the pack and now we were inspecting the pack's borders. I was hardly able to be in the moment, my eyes scanning the perimeters even as my mind ran a mile per minute. Isabel. I wanted to do something for her; show her just how much she meant to me. I'd stayed up at night recalling all the horrible things I'd done in the beginning; cuffing her to the bed despite the injury she'd had on the side of her stomach, the ankle monitors...
• She'd pleaded for me to not feel guilty about it, but how could I not? I'd treated her just as Alvin had done in the past. The only difference? She'd somehow ended up falling for me. Alvin had chosen someone else over her, and in a way, hadn't I also done the same thing? I'd clung to memories of Stella in the beginning, told Isabel countless times she would never compare to my dead mate. No, I couldn't just let it all go like she wanted. I had to properly apologize, let her know how deep my feelings for her ran.