Isabella's POV Before I left, Anne gave me her number. I couldn't tell her that I didn't have a phone but lied that it was somewhere else.The work was supposed to begin next week. Today was a Thursday, which meant that I had only three days to go. I hesitated at the same time, thinking about what happens if Sierra comes back with a job.But two days had passed already, practically the end of the stipulated week and yet she hadn't said a thing.I pushed the thought away. It didn't matter, depending on someone was already risky. Whether or not Sierra said a thing, I already had a job in hand.So going to Agathe, I explained my plight and surprisingly, she accepted it."I'll talk to Felix to drive you around." She said, handing me a phone."You can use this in the meantime. His number is there, you can add your employer's number there too."As I looked at her, I whispered, "Thank you."She smiled gently, caressing my head "I told you I would take care of you, didn't I?"*************I
I waited for the impact only to have felt nothing. I opened my eyes and looked up.The man's hand was suspended in the air, held up by another one. A stronger hand.The scent hit me in waves. Confusion filled me at the instant feeling as questions popped up. It was someone. Someone I knew.I trailed to the hand stopping the customer, covered in suit. I trailed down to the arms until I reached the face.Leo?I blinked. It was not a dream. It was Leo who was there, blocking the unruly customer.He hadn't turned to me, focusing on the man. Oh! The customer.I turned to see the man carrying a completely different face. The anger was gone, filled with only pathetic fear. I could spy how his legs were trembling underneath the counter."Y-y-you you are-" the man spoke.I noticed that the noises had stopped as everyone was focused on the scene. I quickly turned towards the other side, where Lola was supposed to be to see her disappear into the door. I would have noted it was bad customer ser
Leo's POV As she stepped out of the café, I couldn’t help but look at her. Compared to the last time I had seen her, she was more comfortable in her own skin. Braver, as the events of the café showed. Rather than the dresses I had seen her in the few times we had met, she wore jeans and a grey long sleeved top, a change to the green café top she wore. Her hair was put up in a high bun.But her appearance there also begged the question; why was she working there?I came there as the owner to check on some of the buildings. It was surprising as I saw her as the girl I was saving. But why was she there?I recalled the short conversation in the living room. Sierra had offered to get her a job before. But I doubted Sierra knew of this place. So why was she here, working?Did Sierra even know of this?Perhaps it truly wasn’t in my place to ask, but technically she was my sister’s charge and by extension, mine. Moreover, the fact that it was the building I owned raised some problems.She m
Isabella's POV I rushed into the house, shutting the door behind me. There was no noise behind me, until I heard the sound of an engine rumble, followed by the car driving away, until it couldn't reach my ears anymore.Giving a sigh, I looked around the empty space of the living room as dread filled me for what I knew I had to do.There were still probably a few reasons why I kept it from Sierra, the same reasons which I explained to Agathe for her to keep my job and secret safe. But it all fell apart at his words.Leo was right, no matter how much I wanted to resist it. I was going to hurt Sierra if I kept on going and although I still felt that she was going to be hurt once I told her, it was going to be far worse if she found out through her brother or worse, herself.Steeling my mind for what was to come, I first headed into my room to settle Treasure.After the outbreak of cries he had awoken, he was now playing happily in his crib. I looked into his eyes which were further squ
Isabella's POV In the following two days, Sierra didn't speak to me. Aside from normal greetings, she remained closed off.It was solely evident as on the weekend she stayed inside the house, another person likely taking the weekend shift in the bar. It felt even more awkward as on Saturday, I still had to leave to work in the cafe. It was equally difficult for me to meet her eyes before leaving.On Sunday, a day free for both of us, I barely saw her shadow. For the first time since, I truly felt lonely within the confines of the house.That night, I asked Anne for me to leave work in the afternoon, giving her only vague details. She accepted it, and I closed my eyes as I recalled what Sierra told me about the job the night she revealed it.Teaching. I was going to be a maths teacher. Sierra told me that I would learn the details later when I came. If I came, she had corrected before she left the dining room, not even bothering to eat anymore, leaving me with heaps of guilt.I felt
Isabella's POV Truthfully it was him in the flesh. I recognized him by his hair, his eyes. My sight trailed down to the chest I had bumped into the last time, making me frantically look back up whilst fighting a blush."How are you here?" Was the first thing to leave my lips. "Well, you see there's something called walking." His words inadvertently brought a chuckle from me. "If you're wondering why I'm here exactly, it's because I was let in. A friend of mine is a werewolf of this pack, you see."I nodded slightly."In fact, I was even hoping that I would catch you around here. You shouldn't have been so hard to find, with that pretty hair of yours, yet, you've managed to evade me."I fought the urge to smile at his compliment, something I hadn't heard in a long time."Maybe it's because I don't stay here," I said.He blinked in surprise. "You aren't a part of this pack?" I shrugged before shaking my head in negative. "I see...so you're a rogue. Makes sense." He nodded to himself.
Isabella's POV By the end of the week, I was exhausted after my shift in the cafe. On Wednesday when I returned to the school, I was given a second trial run. By the time I was done, I was met with a smiling face of Damian. "It looks like I've found our new maths teacher." He commented.Even as I left, I could feel the absolute ire of the other people around me. I wondered just how deep their hatred would go, especially now that I was going to be there as a teacher.As Felix arrived to drive me to the café, I knew that I couldn't stay the same way. Traversing between two jobs in the short span of the day was stressful enough. So, I thought about quitting one. I contemplated telling Anne, but I couldn't, even as I worked. Now it was Saturday, the end of the working week and I still hadn't brought myself to say anything. I felt the guilt in my heart as I greeted Anne and Lola goodbye before entering the car.Back in front of the house, I entered, expecting silence when I heard a sho
Isabella’s POVI couldn't bring myself to move, still stunned at his words. Inexplicable rage filled me."Let me make one thing clear," I said to him, stopping him in his tracks. "My past and history is none of your business, neither do I have to tell you anything about how I got here. However when I came, I had no idea of the packs here. Heck! I didn't know there were werewolves." Slightly adjusting Treasure in my arms, I looked at him eye to eye, all traces of fear gone."I have no ill will towards your sister, you or anyone in this unfamiliar pack. Although I am grateful for the shelter you have given me, make no mistake, I do not want anything to do with you or here."Without waiting for a reply, I turned away and quickly entered my room, shutting the door behind me.Pure fury ran through my blood. I had the urge to fulfill the fantasy I had of spilling his blood that day in the hospital, when I found out that he was the accursed rogue that was the reason for my problems.I looke