Isabelle watched Damien with horror in her eyes. Only now realizing that if you did look at Damien close enough, you'd see the slight difference in his eyes. They weren't bright like Isabelle's. They were dark and dull. Damien's hair that she always thought ran in the family was almost brown. Yet her brother's had dark black hair. Isabelle looked away from him disgusted.
Forced to stay at the common room of Damien's supposed pack, Isabelle sat with her arms crossed and her nose turned up. Damien sat beside her reading through some papers. Isabelle predicted they had plans of doom. Other members littered the room going about their business. It disgusted her that these people weren't normal and that they were the cause of her anxiety. Cause of so many deaths.
Gavin was always on her mind.
