JACE'S POV
"Bella, come on. What's going through your mind? You can't leave; not when the undead are roaming around and an assassin is after your life." I voiced out, making my concern known to her.
"Why do you care! You know what? Just go back to the pack, and save your people. I can take care of myself. And I promise to come back a better person." She said, then turned to leave.
"What do you mean by that?" I grabbed her hand, unable to let her go, considering the danger that awaited her.
"Just let me go!" She yelled and a strong force of air pushed me back, making me hit my head lightly on the wall.
"Ouch!" I winced a little, and glanced at her. "What was that?"
She looked shocked, and a bit confused, then she shook her head lightly with teary eyes. "I'm sorry, I've got to go." She
