**Isabella**
Five Years Later
*****
"Nathan, Nathan. Where the hell is this boy, Nathan!" I shouted, walking around the penthouse before Cross and Lisa entered the living room.
"What the fuck!"
I hurried towards them and enveloped both of them in a hug. "When did you return?"
"Just now, we came straight from the airport," Cross replied.
Cross and Lisa had gone on a trip to Italy for over a month, and I'd missed them.
"You're both looking so relaxed and happy," I breathed. "I can't wait to hear about everything."
"Well, you should've come along with us, Isabella. You and Nathan," Lisa replied, but I only smiled.
Did I even deserve a vacation?
"Lisa is right. You've been working and running the pack all these years. You need a break, Isabella," Cross sighed, holding my shoulder.
"Thank you. I'll think about it. Did you guys see Nathan?"
