Chapter 97

• *Isabel*
• The day I'd been dreading had arrived.
• I let out a small sigh, gripping the edge of the dressing table as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I'd tried to hide them with some makeup, but I could make out the redness of my face from crying all through the night. I hated that I had let the situation get to me so badly, hated that I was even affected by it in the first place. I'd only been given a temporary place in the pack so I could help catch the bastard runaway rogue. I hadn't been given a roof over my head and food on the table, just so I could get attached to the pack's Alpha and catch feelings for him, but dear goddess, that was exactly what I'd done. Even now, the intensity of my feelings scared me.