#Chapter6
The Dinner Party
With her hand on her belly, Isabelle rubbed at the little one trying to get her attention while they strolled down Jones Street. /"I don’t have a good feeling about this./"
The waning moon glowed red in the sky above her as the thunder started in the distance, setting her psychic tendencies abuzz in prickly alarms that rose from her arms.
As he peeked behind him to make sure the children were out of earshot, Jasper agreed. /"No, I don’t like any of this either, but I don’t believe he would hurt his son’s mate, especially not in his own home./"
With the brick mansion of her ancient enemy coming up before them, she rolled her teary eyes away. /"She’s too young./"