(Isabella’s POV)
I wake up early and trek my way to the Elder Werewolf Council’s office. I decided to dress for court despite knowing I’m just dropping off my evidence with a secretary. I know I’ll have to wait for a court date.
I pull half my hair back and clip it in place, leaving some strands free to frame my face. Ariana actually had a regular suit I could borrow as opposed to her typical loud preferences. She told me she wears it to funerals, but whatever…it works for the occasion – a charcoal gray pinstripe suit.
The jacket is a single-breasted blazer with a notch lapel, and the matching slacks are straight leg. I pair the suit with a light, cream-colored blouse featuring a soft, tied bow, creating a modest cowl neckline.
I knock on the door, and the chairman of the council, E
