Drake POV
The expression on Isabella’s face worried me. I thought she’d be happy to learn that she was my destined mate, and we could be together, but she didn’t look happy. She looked—terrified.
I eased back slightly, hoping I had somehow misread her expression. “Isabella?”
She blinked a few times, then met my eyes. There was no mistaking the fear this time. She framed my face with her hands. “There are things you must know,” she said. “But first,” she leaned in and kissed me. “Te Amo mi corazón.” She smiled and translated when she realized I had no idea what she’d said. “I said, I love you, my heart. I need you to remember and I need you to call Nattie. What I must say, must say to both.”
There was a knot in my chest as I stood up and took her hand, leading her to the small two-seate
