CHAPTER HUNDRED AND NINETY - TRUTHS TO BE MADE KNOWN.

“Looks like you’re not the only one who can save a damsel in distress, huh, Mateo?” Rafael quipped, giving Isabella a playful wink. Isabella's lips twisted into a small smile despite her worry. She raised her hand and slapped the back of Rafael’s head lightly, making him laugh again. “Go get help, goofball. And don’t just stand there being silly!” Rafael laughed, rubbing the back of his head where Isabella had slapped him. “Alright, alright. Don’t get your fur in a bunch, princess. I’ll get help.” He hoisted the unconscious assassin over his shoulder, nodding at Isabella and Mateo as he slipped into the shadows. Isabella drew in a shaky breath, the remnants of fear still fluttering in her stomach, as she moved to stand in front of Mateo. Her hand trembled ever so slightly as she lifted it to touch his face, her fingers brushing the skin above his furrowed brow. “You did this to protect us, didn’t you?” Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but the fear was gone, replaced