ISABELLE
Violence erupted all around us. Within a second, the air was filled with howls, growls, and the horrible sounds of a battle: bodies crashing into each other, bones breaking, flesh being torn.
Violet screamed, sinking her face into my chest and trying to hide from all that horror. I held her tighter, covering her ears, trying to keep those sounds from reaching her.
“It's scary!”
“It's okay,” I told her. “It's okay. Daddy and his friends are chasing away the bad guys, baby, it's okay ...”
But words could only do so much to reassure a little girl who had suddenly found herself in the middle of a battlefield. That experience was terrifying in itself for an adult, seasoned wolf, but a pup?
That experience would have traumatized her.
“I WANT MY MOMMY!” she sobbed.
“I know, I kno
