Isabella turned pale with fright, her wolf instincts kicking in as she quickly shielded Theodore behind her. Her eyes flashed with a mix of fear and determination, a common look among werewolves when protecting their own.
Nathan’s raised fist hovered in the air but never came down. He simply stood there, stunned, staring at Isabella. His wolf senses were on high alert, but he was too shocked to move.
Seeing her protect another man, her gaze so firm and resolute, something deep inside him began to crumble. In the werewolf world, loyalty and protection were highly valued, and he had just witnessed a shift in Isabella's loyalty that he never expected.
The once timid Isabella had only ever shown such courage for him. In their past, she had been like a loyal packmate, following his lea
