(Santiago’s POV)
The private investigator called with more incriminating evidence against Jesse. I need to find Isabella at once to go over this. It’s worse than we thought, and she might be in very real danger out in the open.
I go to her room. It’s empty. The millisecond I crack open the door, her scent of lilac hits my senses like fresh rain.
My wolf all but coos. I take a deep breath and instantly feel like I’ve had chamomile tea.
This reaction doesn’t make any sense.
“Maybe she’s our actual second chance, i***t,” my wolf growls in my ears.
“No way in hell,” I respond back.
There’s a freshly used towel on the bed, indicating she clearly took a shower before she left.
“We missed out on her last night, and we missed a shower with her today,” my wolf grumbles in my mind. “I
