Chapter 54

• Isabella's Point Of View
• I SLOWLY OPENED MY eyes, my vision blurred and disoriented as I struggled to grasp my surroundings, with an insanely destructive headache.
• As my senses gradually sharpened, I was greeted by a soft, warm light filtering through the opened window, it was dusk time and I was in my room, back at the pack. I tried to recall the events leading to this moment, only to find fragmented memories and a pervasive sense of disconnection.