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Isla’s POV

I walked Into the room to see Max sitting up in the bed, not a mark on him.

He had healed so quickly, and I was so happy about that.

“Hello, my beautiful girl.” he beamed as I threw my arms around him and squealed with happiness. He picked me up and spun me around. He was so handsome and strong, and I was so lucky to have him as mine.

“Cora and Miller are here. That so-called father of mine is out there as well.” I scrunched my face and wished he would have left us all alone.

Max laughed and ruffled my hair.

“I already know about that. I also hear that Miller wants our help. How do you feel about that?” he raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side, waiting for my answer.

I shrugged, not sure how I felt. He was my ex-mate, and I hated him for how he had treated me in the past, but was it time to put that aside and move on with life?

“Go on, it's fine. I have to speak to the doctor quickly anyway. I will meet you all outsid