Fiona
Hours ago, the safety of my unborn child and I had been assured by the white hounds; the eerily calm and gentle wolves had been kind to me all along. Now I’m stuck in the den of these vicious killers.
I couldn’t help myself from the thoughts of the white hound elder being a part of my capture. She was the one who instructed me to save my pack from danger, to save my alpha, Lucian.
“The elder isn’t a part of this.” Mera interrupted my wandering thoughts and for a while I had forgotten that we shared the same mind.
“How do we know if that is true?” I asked through mindlink as I watched the young wolf fiddle with a piece of rock.
“Everything she told you about your mother is true, I was once your mother’s wolf. She chose me to protect you for a reason.” She continued, sitting c
