Natasha POV
Isabella was waiting for us at the door when we arrived. Her eyes darted around nervously, and I knew it was likely because there werewolf packs from Venezuela in attendance.
I embraced her and whispered. “There is nothing for you to fear here, Izzy. You will be right by my side the whole time. Okay?”
She nodded as I released her and stepped back to walk with Seth. Harmony came to my side and offered her arm. I slipped my hand through, resting it in the crook of her elbow. With a deep breath, I fixed a smile on my face and the four of us started forward into the amphitheater. The noise level was deafening. The stands were full, chairs that had been set up on the ground in front of the stage were full. As we walked along the wood plank path toward the stage steps, my eyes
