FIFTEEN YEARS AGO | SILVERLINE PACK
The echoes and screams from all over the pack startled Ayla out of her deep sleep. She was about to get out of bed when she felt a firm grasp on her arm.
"Honey..."
Her eyes widened in shock upon hearing a soft but urgent whisper from her side.
It was dark inside the room, but the light from the window allowed Ayla to see her mother's face. It was pale white, and her eyes were teary.
"Mommy?" she asked nervously.
"Hush! Keep your voice down, honey!"
She was about to ask another question when Venice's hand was so quick to silence her words.
Still, Ayla could not stop herself from worrying upon hearing the noises outside the room.
"What's going on, Mommy?" She stared at her mother with eyes filled with anxiety and confusion. "Where's daddy?"
Veni
