Neither of them knew what to expect from the person who had been willing to follow Francesca back to try and help them, but they definitely didn’t expect someone so young and frail looking.
She looked like she was seventeen or so and she seemed tiny sat in the corner of the couch, though part of that was the way she was sat to take up as little space as possible. Even Elizabeth could tell she was of little to no status in her own pack, and she wondered why it was Francesca had been so determined to find her and bring her to them.
She would not make eye contact with Sawyer when he tried to introduce himself, and Elizabeth suspected that she had been abused by the people who had a higher position than her. She had probably been punished for looking at someone like him before in the past a
