Almost time

Alex P.O.V.

I’ve been stuck at endless meetings these last couple of days, though I have made some progress as to figure out who my twin sister was. She was not who I thought she was, that one thing I know for sure. I thought Isabella was all talk, and otherwise quiet and reserved, but in town they know her as a completely different girl; funny, talkative, creative and active. She even went to the local dojo without anyone at the pack knowing. She really planned this escape from our pack into detail, making sure she would be able to defend herself.

It was the owners of the local bookshop, the Aberforths, and the librarian Miss. Wood, who got me on track with my search. Neither of them seemed very cooperative at first, probably because Isabella told them about her home and how we had all failed her, not that I blamed her - quite the opposite. I admire how she has only told just enough for them to get the picture, but not at all everything that has been going on. All the unfairness