ISAIAH

After parting ways with Isabella and Jace, I linked my border patrol to keep a lookout for Zira and possible rogues. She was a hunter, so I wasn’t too worried, but she’s never been in a real fight before. I shifted into Devon and ran towards the woods. He picked up her scent, which led us to her torn dress and necklace.

I picked up the necklace and continued. I passed a few brutally assaulted trees and took a moment to sniff out the area. I groaned, knowing my mother was going to fuss about all this.

"Damn, you break a girl’s heart, and she becomes an artist," joked...