Chapter 101

*Isabel* I pulled my gloves off trashing them in the bin laying in a corner of the changing room. My hairnet followed, my fingers running through my damp roots as I caught Cora's reflection in the small mirror above my locker. Her lips twitched upward, a mischievous grin lighting her face. She bounded closer to me, moving over to her locker a few inches away from mine. “I still can’t believe Alpha Dante stopped his mating with Bianca,” She said, shaking her head as she took off her apron and carefully began folding it. I shoved my apron into my locker, unsure how to reply. I still couldn't tell Cora that Dante and I were infact mates. Not without risking getting Dante pissed when he found out.