Chapter 141

• The soft light of the laptop screen illuminated Isabella's tear streaked face. Her eyes, once vibrant and full of life, were now dull and lifeless, reflecting the depths of her sorrow. Three days had passed since Zack's funeral, and the weight of grief pressed down on her, a relentless force that threatened to consume her entirely.
• The image of Zack's still form in the coffin haunted her dreams, a recurring nightmare that left her gasping for breath. And to make matters worse, she'd been plagued by strange visions, where she found herself locked in a fierce battle with a mysterious white wolf. She was the only White Wolf she knew, or so she thought. But with Sophia's betrayal, she was left confused, not knowing how to understand this or whom to talk to about it.
• Alpha Kayden, sensed her distress. He knocked gently on her door, his presence a comforting balm to her wounded soul. "Hi, Bella," he said, his voice soft and gentle.