Damian's POV.
"Isa, please open up."
I'm a terrible lover.
"Go away!" Isabella's cried from inside. "You told me to leave you alone and I'm doing just that!"
I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I didn't mean it, okay? Can we not fight about this?"
She didn't reply, but I heard her sniffling.
All I really wanted was a few hours away from the bustling activities of the pack house. I just needed a break, a ride on my favorite horse and for once not thinking about anything else.
I hadn't meant to hurt Isabella. The sight of tears running down her face hurt me in ways I couldn't imagine.
I knocked again, harder this time. Splinters of wood embedded into my palm, but I hardly felt the pain.
"Isa,"
"Leave me alone!" She called out. "Just go away and leave me alone! I don't want anything
