ISOLDE'S POV

Every step I took echoed in the corridors like the attention of the pack had shifted to me. I was merely following Callista's voice as it led me up to his study. I'd spent hours, days and months, thinking and prepping myself for what was to come after my marriage to Daemon and wasn't ready to risk any form of carelessness no matter how slight it was.

The door to the study was slightly ajar. I pushed it open, silently. No voices nor laughter as I expected. I stole one quick ...