Isabella Martini - POV
I jolted awake to the sound of something breaking and I looked around to see that someone had turned off the lights when I fell asleep. I got up from the bed and made my way to the door as I peered through the keyhole.
"This is going to be fun." two men were standing a few meters away from my door, and from their build I concluded that they must be warriors. One was taller than the other with blonde hair, while the other had black hair with a scar running down his face.
"Do you think this is the right thing to do?" the short one questioned.
"Didn't you hear what Alpha Baxter said earlier? A hybrid would only taint the werewolf race, and they are highly unstable as well. I have heard that Luna Isabella killed her own sister." I sucked in a deep breath as I felt my heart skip a beat.
"But killing a Luna might result in a war." the taller one reasoned when I saw the short one shake his head.