Ava's POV
I sat at one corner of the garden, just as I always do when I couldn't gather my thoughts. My mind was racing with thoughts of how to rescue my mother from the clutches of Alpha Luke and Bloodcrest pack. I knew I couldn't involve Dylan or the stranger who had offered to help me. At least for the stranger, I didn't fully trust him, but I still need to know his plans maybe it'd be feasible. I had to come up with my own plan, and a solid one at that.
I thought about my mother, about how much I missed her and how scared I was for her safety. Then, my mind went to Alpha Luke, my mind reeled of how ruthless and cunning he was. Then finally, I thought about Dylan, about how much I cared for him and how much I didn't want to involve him in this mess—the one I foolishly created.
But a
