Jorge's POV ...
It was the dead of night and Isabel and I was sneaking past the patrol wolves. We needed to make sure that no one saw us because then we wouldn't be asked questions. It was not ideal for the beta to be leaving pack grounds, especially when the alpha is still in recovery.
No doubt stupid Anthony would go running to Kameron and tell him everything. Of course, I could come up with an easy lie but I learned very early on to avoid unnecessary lies. They tended to make plans messier than they needed to be and I liked to keep my plans neat.
"Are you sure we are going the right way?" Isabel whisper-yelled as she trailed behind me.
"Yes, now shut up and just follow me in silence. We don't need them knowing we are heading their way before we even get there. No, come on before someone sees us."
