ISAIAH

I’ve been standing near this door for five minutes now. What the hell was wrong with me? I’m an Alpha. I shouldn’t have been this nervous about coming here. I wanted to give Zira the time she wanted, but I knew my mother was here. Her car was parked right out front, which meant Isabella was there too.  

Besides, I can smell their scents, along with hers. Zira. So, they’re okay, and I can wait until they return to the packhouse. I started to leave when I felt anger coming through the door. I should intervene. To help out.  

“Can you make up your mind? The faster we do...