Chapter 32

• Isabella's eyes fluttered open, her gaze met with Zack's warm smile. His lips brushed against her forehead, her cheeks, and her eyebrows, sending shivers down her spine. The gentle touch ignited a fire within her, a flame that had been burning bright since the moment they met. The soft morning light danced across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline and the piercing blue of his eyes.
• As they lay there, entwined in each other's arms, Isabella felt a sense of contentment wash over her. She was exactly where she wanted to be – in Zack's arms, surrounded by his warmth and love. The soft sheets and plush blankets enveloped them, creating a cozy cocoon that shielded them from the outside world.
• But amidst the happiness, a nagging thought came into her mind. She knew she had to tell Zack about her true nature, about being a werewolf. Would he still love her if he knew? The thought swirled in her mind, like a whirlpool pulling her under. She imagined his reaction, his expression changing from love to shock, to fear. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she pushed it aside, not wanting to ruin the moment.