~Annalyn POV~
Lucas caught my gaze just one glance, flicker of intent and he understood my winked.
In the next breath he was gone from my side fast as lightning, swifter than sound and his hand reached out, precise and merciless, before anyone could react, the veil was yanked away.
The white cloth fluttered to the ground and the face behind it appeared.
Everyone was shocked even Matteo froze, his chest still bleeding faintly as Armand's jaw tightened, Celix's eyes widened, the rogues ready for anyone that would attack Isabella.
Everyone was stunned except Kate.
She curved her lips into a knowing smile, as though she had been waiting for this moment all along. "I knew the devil would never change," she murmured.
My heart skip and my knees weakened because that face…
"Isabella?" I whispered.
Matteo staggered forward, his voice raw. "What is going on here?"
My heart twisted and disappointment burned in my chest. "But why, Isabella? Why?"
