Isla awoke before her sisters. She lay quietly in her bed, listening to everything around her. Now was one of the many times she wished she already had her wolf. She would be an Alpha and would be able to hear what was being said on the floor above them instead of only hushed murmurs from upstairs.
As Isla lay in bed, she noticed the room was slowly growing lighter. She sat up and looked around to see a couple of small windows high up on the wall above their beds. The windows were long and skinny, making her wrinkle her nose with disappointment and frustration. Even if the windows could be opened, there would be no way to escape through them. Even Brooke would be too big to fit out the window. Even if she could, she would be far too young to try to escape on her own. That realization mad
