ISABELLA's POV

　　I was unfamiliar with the pack that sounded ancient, Mystic River Pack. It sounded ancient to me, and I had never heard about it, and just then, the door opened.

　　Sebastian came back into the room and came with a glass of juice. He dropped the glass of juice on the bedside table and took his seat back on the bed. "…the porridge isn't ready yet. It might take a while." 

　　He stared at the documents on my lap and knotted his brows at ...