Isabella
"You need to have a bodyguard," my father is furious over the phone. "I've sent Dane to pick you up from school."
I growl at him. "I can take care of my bloody self!"
"No, you can't!" my father is growling right back at me. "The world is in chaos, and I won't have you dying before making it back home. Dane will pick you up. End of story."
My father hangs up the phone, and I scream in frustration before tucking my phone back into my pocket. I'm waiting for my chauffeur by the curb, but it seems Dane will come for me.
I glance down at my phone again, cursing nature when it pours. I don't have an umbrella, and many wolves from the Crescent pack are glaring at me from a street corner.
I shudder.
If I leave the school grounds, they will attack me; that's what they are waiting
