The next morning, Isabella opened her eyes and saw a beautiful woman with short black hair, glowing green, and olive skin sitting next to her bed with a curious smile on her face. Startled, Isabella popped up and grabbed her pillow ready to attack. “Who the hell are you and how did you get into my room?” Isabella asked with as much courage as she could muster. She could tell from her smell that she was a Lycan, only she wasn't sure if the woman was friend or foe.
How is this the same girl from yesterday? Yasmin mused, “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. My name is Yasmin Nelson. I was sent to protect you.”
“Ty?” Isabella asked, slowly allowing her guard to drop.
Yasmin nodded, “He had to go out of town for a while and asked if I could protect you.”
“Oh. Is he OK? I can tell he’s worrie
