"Young love tends to be based on nothing but feelings. The couple has not yet faced and overcome a challenge or difficulty together. They are passionate about each other. They think about each other constantly and want to spend all their time"
Isaac...
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It was the next morning, and I woke up in Isaac's arms.
For a second, I didn't know if my mom was home, but I had to check. If she was, I needed to get Isaac out of here fast before she came looking for me.
Carefully, I sat up and slipped my shoes on. I was wearing an oversized shirt with some shorts underneath, my hair a mess from sleep.
I stepped out into the hallway, trying to sense her presence. If she was here, I'd feel it — like this weight in the air. But there was nothing. She must have fallen asleep at work again and was too exhausted to come home.
Relieved, I made my way back into my room and found Isaac awake, already getting dressed.
"I'm about to leave. Are we still clear?" he asked, pulling his shirt over his head.
I couldn't help but laugh softly.
"She's not here," I told him, watching as he stepped closer. Isaac was tall — way taller than me, and I liked that about him. It meant that when he kissed me, he had to crouch down, and I had to stretch up on my tiptoes, just like now.
When he pulled away, his eyes flicked over my shoulder to the desk cluttered with books and papers.
"What's all this?" he asked, walking toward it.
I hesitated. "The spell to get rid of your bite," I admitted. "But you don't have to... if you don't want to."
Isaac's expression shifted. "Angie, I want to. The other day, the way your mom looked at me... it made me realize there's no way we can be together — not unless I get rid of it. And I want to be with you." His hand found mine, his voice steady.
I glanced back at the books, my stomach twisting. The spell wasn't simple. It was dangerous, cruel even. And if anyone found out, I'd be the one to take the fall. But if it worked... maybe we could finally be together. Still, I needed to be honest with him. No sugar-coating.
"It's not that easy, Isaac." I took a breath. "I need to explain what it actually takes. And it's... harsh. Okay? But if you're willing, so am I."
"What do I have to do?"
I met his eyes. "The spell requires a human heart. You'd have to kill someone. Then I can do the spell... and you'd be free."
His face fell, his gaze dropping to the books again. Even now, as a wolf, I couldn't imagine Isaac taking a life. It wasn't who he was, and honestly — I didn't want him to do it either. I didn't want him carrying that guilt, not for me.
