#Chapter 222 - Summit begins

3rd Person

James froze, staring at Isabel in shock and amazement. "Are you serious?" He inquired, not wanting to get his hopes up in case it was all a jest, or some strange test.

Isabel only flushed, starting to backtrack. "I... well, I just thought... I mean She stammered, looking anywhere but at him. "I’m sorry, it was a silly

idea. You’re just so fond of her, I don’t know what I was think-"

"Of course I want to." James interrupted, wanting to hold her so badly it hurt, but settling for a firm hand on her shoulder. "Goddess Isabel, I'd love nothing more."

"Really?" Isabel squeaked, a tremulous smile stretching across her features.

"With all my heart." James confirmed, pinning her with a fierce gaze. "But I do have to warn you."

"About what?" She asked, going still.

"I'm not going to settle for Sadie alone." James informed her sternly. "I want you both. I was prepared to wait -to fight for you - but you need to understand that letting me bond with her this way will change things. There will be no getting rid of me now.”

Isabel trembled slightly, peeking up at him from beneath her lashes. Her expression was somewhere between sullen and amused, "Was that ever an option?"

"No," He chuckled, "but now that I know you realize it, I'm afraid I’m going to make things very difficult for you."

Isabel flashed her fangs, but light sparkled in her eyes as she issued her own challenge. "Right back at you. It's not going to be easy to win me, James."

her into his arms. She didn't come quietly, but once she

tent when she heard a few of the Vanaran nurses gossiping.

was personal. Besides, as Ella's eyes and ears in the camp, part

do you say that?" The second nurse inquired, unpacking her own

pleased to be in the know. "My friend in aviation saw the manifests and apparently the new Moon

handsome one?" The second

suddenly extremely interested

Alpha would risk sending his brother without a damned good reason. Especially not with the summit kicking off

she was doing, swinging her gaze to the clock mounted on the wall. It was four forty five, and if she remembered correctly, the first flights departed at five. She raced out of the tent without a second thought, knowing she was

she was doing or why. She acted on pure instinct, driven forward by the relentless pounding of her heart. When Cora reached the tarmac she searched for Jame's plane first. He was the most experienced soldier and the highest ranking pilot, so he was the most-likely candidate to ferry the pack's Beta

landed on the two familiar figures just as they left the hanger and began approaching the aircraft, their bearing tired but alert. She set off at a run, and when she was within shouting distance, she called out to Roger. He turned immediately, genuinely surprised

the arms before she could barrel straight into him, "Cora!" He asked urgently, "What is it,

breath. Roger leaned over her rubbing her back, "Easy now, it's okay,

her inability to handle the brief exercise, "oh my god, why do people run

full advantage of the opportunity to soothe her. "I've got you, just

finger at him. "You're... flying

the engines warmed up. Come here," He guided her over to the rolling

to demand, her eyes

well address them

unable to comprehend her own irrational reaction. "Nothing, I just...

safe. However, before he got the chance, the pieces of this sudden puzzle clicked together in his mind. He realized that Cora was here for him, for no

large hand. "Cora?" He prompted slyly, "You’re not worried

Cora snapped, thoroughly affronted. "Of course not. I just..." She trailed off

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