Brielle’s POV
It’s been three days since the boys told me about their father sending those werewolves to Greenville to bring me back to their pack, everyone became a suspect to me and I hardly left the house anymore, I was scared to meet someone in the street who might be a potential harm to me.
“Brielle!” I suddenly heard Aunt Claire scream my name and I groaned. I was busy trying to solve my assignment while also trying to force my mind out of my reality. “come down here now!” she screamed and I grumbled, standing up from my bed.
I went downstairs, and I met Aunt Claire in the sitting room, she looked frustrated, and I furrowed my brows, “what is wrong with you?” I asked and she sighed.
“I found out we don’t have enough groceries and your uncle will be coming back in the next two to
