Chapter 41

• *Isabel*
• When would it end?
• Dante had walked into the guest room hours ago, letting me know he wanted to officially introduce me to the pack members. I didn’t refuse even though I didn’t appreciate being gawked at. And more honestly, my refusal wouldn’t have changed a thing. I hadn’t refused, but I had barely responded to his announcement, just like when he’d informed me about the council. I knew my cold shoulder was beginning pissing him off, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I was still reeling from his cruel treatment of me. The ankle monitor was a heavy weight around my leg, a constant reminder of what place I held. It didn’t matter that I was affected by him or him by me.