Isabella's pov.

"Jessica, it's not your fault." I hugged Jessica.

It's true that she hadn't had a good time before, but I vowed that I would make things better for this true friend of mine. Her tense muscles suddenly relaxed and she just sighed in my arms.

"Isabella," I heard her whisper.

"What should we do? Those girls, how should we protect them?"

Now that boy has stirred up a lot of resentment against the White Birch Pack people, and it's not enough for me or Elijah to handle that alone, they still resent the White Birch Pack people.

"I don't know. But it's certainly not something that's going to...