Isabella Martini - POV
My heart was beating so hard that I was afraid that it might just jump out. "Relax, we are doing this for our mate," Rose reassured me, but I still felt nervous. Just the thought of getting close to another man that is not Arlo made an uneasy feeling run down my body.
"You are right, we are doing this for our mate," I said as I looked at my appearance in the mirror one last time. Unlike my usual attire, today I wore a sports bra that showed a lot more cleavage and a pair of shorts, knowing very well that Arlo didn't like this the last time I wore it.
I tied my hair in a high ponytail before I walked out of my room. As I reached the training ground, I saw Jacob busy on his phone. He was wearing a pair of shorts, and there was no T-shirt to cover his upper body. As I got closer to him, he looked up, and a smile formed on his face. "Ready to start this shit show?" he asked me, and I nodded my head.
