We reached the back garden of the packhouse. Lila exhaled, and her shoulders slumped. Luna Ayla was sat on one of the benches with a blanket around her, staring up at the sky.
Everywhere looked illuminated by some fairy lights hanging on the trees. The moon was bright, glaring down on us. Lila led me towards her mum, and we stopped in front of her.
"Ah, I'm so glad you're both ok. I've been so worried." She blubbered, jumping up and wrapping her arms around us.
I froze as she pulled us both into a hug. This was such a foreign feeling. A motherly concern, and it wasn't only for Lila. It was for me too.
"Where are the boys?" She asked, pulling away, looking around.
"They'll be back any time now," Lila replied.
Her mum sat back down on the bench and gestured for Lila to join her. "How's
