Chapter 44

Isabella was nibbling on a slice of pizza, her wolf - enhanced senses making her acutely aware of Nathan's every move. Her gaze drifted lightly to Nathan. “You, the young master born with a golden key, eating abalone and bear paws every day—aren’t you enjoying life more than I am? In our werewolf society, your kind flaunts wealth, but is it really that fulfilling?” Nathan: “...”