**Isabella**
Overjoyed, I ran towards him and hugged him tight, but he pushed me away roughly, nearly knocking me off balance.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing, lady?" he glared at me, eyeing me from head to toe.
My eyes narrowed slightly. What the hell was he talking about? He had long dark hair, green eyes, was tall and muscular, with an intense demeanor—this man was my fucking husband!
"Razor... it's me, Isabella, your wife."
His men began to laugh at me, but he didn't laugh. He just stared at me intensely with a disgusted expression.
"Mommy, why did you call him Razor? Is he my daddy?" Nathan asked excitedly.
"Whoa, whoa, kid. I'm not your daddy. I don't remember getting married and having a son..."
"Razor... you really don't remember? You're Razor King, the alpha of the Bloody Skull pack in Upperville."
