Elsa
“By the way, I didn’t see you during the clash. Your wolf is pretty noticeable. I would recognise that pretty fur from a mile away. Where were you?” Kane asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence.
I hesitated, feeling a surge of shame. I considered fabricating an excuse, but the truth seemed to weigh heavier than any lie I could conjure.
“My father forced me to hide,” I admitted quietly, my voice carrying the weight of a deeply painful memory.
It was one of the saddest days of my life, a day marked by the bitter sting of helplessness.
I glanced at Geoffery’s lifeless body, a pang of sorrow twisting in my chest. His death was a tragic testament to the cruelty of Alpha Adam’s policies.
The thought of entire packs being wiped out simply because they didn’t align with Alpha Ada
