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"Are you okay?"

Isabella looked up from the floor where she was busy monitoring the shapes of the tile design. Just as she expected, Damon tarried in swallowing the liquid, and she couldn't leave him to it for fear of the alpha getting it disposed.

"I'm fine, sir," she replied, a bit surprised. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yes I'm great." He sounded like a breath of fresh air, and even though the room was dark and they could barely see each other, she felt the tension in the air lessen.

The sound of voices drew their attention to the window.

The pack members were returning, Isabella could perceive. Sparing a quick glance at Damon's silhouette on the bed, she slowly walked to the window and raised a part of it.

"Careful," Damon called behind her, a rumble in his warning.

Isabella turned back immediately and threw the curtain back in place.

"I'm sorry. I—"

"It's okay. Just make sure it doesn't go beyond that. What is going on outside?"

A throng of people converged upon the looming gate, its mon
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