Isla
I stumbled into my father's office, pushed roughly by the Alpha King's warrior. I didn’t know his name, but his presence and authority were unmistakable. I tried to steady myself, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Stay here," he commanded, his voice cold and stern, before locking the door behind me.
"Wait!" I called out, but it was too late. The metallic click of the lock echoed through the room. I felt a surge of panic as I realised my family had been separated and put in different rooms. I knew I had to be strong for them, but the weight of worry pressed down on me like a heavy fog.
A faint whimper reached my ears, pulling me from my panicked thoughts. I blinked in the dim light, finally noticing Cassie huddled on the floor in the corner of the room, her pixie cut blonde hair dish
