Chapter 25

• *Isabel*
• The sound of the curtains being adjusted woke me up the next morning. I blinked, trying to make sense of where I was. It didn't take long for my harsh reality to come sinking back in. I'd fallen asleep minutes after Dante had stormed out of the room. My face heated at what I'd done right before that. I no longer understood my body when it came to him. I'd blamed it on the mate bond at first, but it was much more than that. I had never felt this burning need around Alvin. Of course, that could be because Dante desired me in a way Alvin never had.
• Knowing I affected him so much was having the same effect I imagined I would have if I ever took an intoxicating drug.