Chapter 35: The Tiny Wolf
Worry crossed Isabella’s face when she saw that I was rubbing away tears from my eyes. She stood from her seat and laid a warm, comforting hand on my shoulder.
“Thank you so much for your help back there,” I said, wiping the last of the wetness from my cheeks. “What are you doing here?”
The pack prison was no place for someone with such high status as her.
“I’m glad I could help,” Isabella replied. “I was out on an early morning run, and I saw your car driving by. I came over to check on how you’re doing.” She paused. There was sympathy shining through her warm eyes. “How’s your father? Is he alright?”
I swallowed and simply shook my head. My dad’s words kept running through my head on repeat.
‘Jasmine, I don’t think they will ever let me out of here.’
I opened my mouth to confide in her. There was a strong desire to tell someone and help release a little of the burden his words had weighed me down with.
But I closed it when Elliot’s face shot to the forefront of my mind. I couldn’t risk confiding in Isabella. I knew that she would never knowingly reveal sensitive information about me to him, but they were an engaged couple. Who knew what might come up in conversation?
“I’m sorry. I know that we had a tutoring session scheduled for this morning, but I should go home and check on my mom. She’s having a hard time with...well, with everything going on.” My phone vibrated in my pocket, and when I saw the message from Mindie, my heart dropped. “Excuse me for one moment,” I said to Isabella.
My eyes quickly scanned the text, and my shoulders slumped in relief. My mom was in bed, asleep. She had eaten some bread. I should probably just let her rest for now.
“We can postpone Michelle’s tutoring for today,” Isabella suggested when I looked at her again.