Alpha Arlo Bianchi - POV
It's been two days since the venatores took Zachary with them, and ever since then, I have been keeping close to Isabella, but she didn't look like she was sad or depressed about it. "Arlo."
"Yes," I said.
"Are you sure you can find out who my real parents are?" She asked me.
"That necklace is a clue, Bella. And I will find them soon." I said, and she nodded her head as I gave her the tablets along with a glass of water. She took it from me and drank it before she handed it over to me.
"Can I…" Isabella stopped mid-sentence as she abruptly got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom, and I followed right behind her.
"Bella?" I said as she vomited into the toilet bowl.
"I think it must be the medicines I drank," Isabella complained as she bent down again and vomited the rest of the breakfast that I prepared for her a few minutes ago while I held her hair away from her face.