THIRD P.O.V.

This was a stupid plan. 

Isaiah thought as he watched Zira walk across the bridge with James. He hated this stupid plan. It should’ve been him going with her and saving their son, not that prick of an Alpha. When James and Zira disappeared inside, Isaiah went back to his group. George plopped beside him from one of the trees and placed his hand on Isaiah’s shoulder. 

“I know how you feel, man. You know, Harry is the biggest flirt in the pack. Even though he says, he’s just being super nice. Mates, right?” 

“I don’t want to think about it,” Isaiah growled. “Let’s just keep up with...