Isabella POV
I woke up the following morning and was ready to face another day. I stretched out in bed and rolled over only to lock eyes with another set.
I jumped in surprise to a sitting position and brought the blanket up to cover my chest. I was only wearing a white tank top, no bra, and a pair of cheeky white underwear.
Alpha Drake was sitting next to me in bed, just watching me.
“What are you doing in here?” I asked, annoyed.
“I want to talk to you.” He said with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
“Could it not wait until I was up?” I replied in a short tone.
“No.” He answered shortly.
“Fine, talk,” I said. He didn’t speak for a minute. I could tell he was working up some courage.
“I’m sorry, Isabella, I don’t say it often, but I was wrong for keeping it a secret from you.” He s
