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Troubled.

Isabella's POV

Truthfully it was him in the flesh. I recognized him by his hair, his eyes. My sight trailed down to the chest I had bumped into the last time, making me frantically look back up whilst fighting a blush.

"How are you here?" Was the first thing to leave my lips.

"Well, you see there's something called walking." His words inadvertently brought a chuckle from me. "If you're wondering why I'm here exactly, it's because I was let in. A friend of mine is a werewolf of this pack, you see."

I nodded slightly.

"In fact, I was even hoping that I would catch you around here. You shouldn't have been so hard to find, with that pretty hair of yours, yet, you've managed to evade me."

I fought the urge to smile at his compliment, something I hadn't heard in a long time.

"Maybe it's because I don't stay here," I said.

He blinked in surprise. "You aren't a part of this pack?" I shrugged before shaking my head in negative. "I see...so you're a rogue. Makes sense." He nodded to himself.

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