32. She is scared

The kidnappers managed to break in through Isabelle's rickety window. The security concerns and the minimal lighting in her cramped bedrooms make their actions easier without being caught by the pack members who are on guard.

"Isn't she declared herself as the Alpha's mate but why was she put in this kind of ugly room?" One of the three kidnappers grumbled lowly.

They were almost old men with scars everywhere. Bulky tall body. Block hair. Rogues who work for their masters. They earn money by doing this kind of illegal work.

"Yeah, how do I know? This could be Alpha's punishment because she's being so presumptuous. Alpha usually has a lot of mistresses"

"You're right. It would be easier for us too if it turns out that this one isn't Alpha's favorite. We can escape smoothly without any obstcle"

The three of them gulped at the sight of a delicate figure lying on a shabby narrow bed. Isabelle's blanket slid down to her waist.

The sleeveless nightgown exposed her smooth arms. She looked so