Isla’s POV

“Max? What is wrong with you?” I gasped at him taking a step back, unable to hide the hurt that was eating away at me. It was a horrible feeling, one that he had never made me experience before.

I saw his eyes return to normal and his face softened as he smiled and reached out for me.

“I’m sorry Isla. I am just exhausted and should not have taken it out on you. Let’s go up to the pack house and we can talk. I have missed you.” He said and I just refused to allow him to touch me even though every inch of my body...