Chapter 61

• Isabella's eyelids fluttered open as she welcomed the warm sunlight coming through her window. She stretched out, feeling energized, and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Her attention shifted to her wound, a fading reminder of the previous day's ordeal. To her surprise, the gash had healed, leaving only a faint pink mark.
• Incredible. As a wolf, she knew her breed healed quickly, but this was unusual. Three days was the minimal recovery time for such injuries. Nonetheless, hers had healed in within 48 hours.
• Isabella's mind swirled. Could it be her particular bloodline? Or was it her fate as the Chosen One? Whatever the reason, she was thankful.