Isabella Martini - POV
"You are right. That fact didn't cross my mind." Arlo mumbled. "I don't think the rogues are working alone," Arlo said as he looked at me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked him as Arlo moved his hand away from my waist, which made me step back while he began pacing back and forth.
"Gael promised to get you back, but he didn't do anything for that yet."
"Maybe he is also having trouble with this creature," I suggested, but Arlo shook his head.
"I was going through the news, and strangely, every pack had seen this creature, or they have been atacked by them except for the Blood Moon pack."
