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Damian's POV: "Isa, open the f*****g door!" I banged on the door for the what? Tenth time in two minutes? Isabella is in there. I know she's just ignoring me. "Isa!" I shouted. What will it cost me right now to break this damned piece of wood down? The last thing I need is Isa ignoring me right now. She's all I have left. With all the chaos in the pack, she's the one stable land I have now. "Isa! If I break this door down, I'm not going to have it fixed." Suddenly the door swung open. Isabella stood in the doorway, her eyes shooting daggers at me. "What the f**k do you want huh?! Are you tired of your wife already?!" "What wife are you talking about." I grabbed the door and tried to pull it open. She held it still, her jaw clenched in determination. "Come on Isa, don't do this now. Op