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**Isabella**

"Nathan! Nathan!" I called, searching all over the crowded beach. Where the hell is this boy? If only he had met his wolf, I would have been able to trace his scent easily.

What am I going to do if anything happens to my son? I swear I'll die. After losing my parents...my husband...and now my son?

"Nathan!" I cried out, drawing attention from some people. I was in tears, confused, not knowing what to do. Did he leave the beach?

My instinct told me to go back to the spot where he disappeared. Quickly, I ran there, but it was empty. Devastated, I fell on the sand, crying. Suddenly, a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around and saw him.

"Nathan!" I pulled him close, crushing him in a tight hug. "My baby, you're okay...thank the moon goddess."

"I'm sorry."

"Nathan, where did you run off to?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm despite my racing heart.