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a gun pressed against my chest, the fear coursing through me as I awaited the inevitable. But this-this wasn't what I expected. The bedroom was large, unfamiliar, and the soft

ake?" Isabella? The name felt foreign, wrong. I tried to sp

t know anyone named Sophia. Panic started to rise in my chest. Where was I? Who was this girl? Why did she

This was wrong, all wrong. I should be dead. The gun-Daniel-everything was supposed to end. But instead, I was

er voice choking up. "Tried to what?" I rasped, desperate for answers. She hesitated, then gave me a sad, knowing

throat. Suicide? They thought I tried to kill myself? And who was Henry? Nothing made sense. I

y, the words shaky. "I'm not... I don't know who y

after what happened. But you're safe now." Safe? I felt anything but safe. My mind was a

was going on. "I need water," I whispered, trying to buy myself some time. "Of course

betrayal, my sister, and then darkness. None of it explained how I was here now, in this body, with this girl w

fear. I needed to figure out what had happened to me-and why I was trapped in a life that wasn't mine. Who was this Isabella girl? I tried to get up from the soft bed when suddenly

sabella? But these memories are very weird. I can see wolves of different colors, and this Isabella girl can turn in

rough my chest, and just then, the door flew open. "Isabella! You're awake!" came the exclamations from strange faces I didn't recognize. Who t

her eyes. "Why would you do that to me?" "Mom?" I called out unknowingly. It was like this body was fu

e his mind." Lycan, pack-what the hell? All those terms are related to werewolves. Am I in another world of some sort? Does that mean vampires