Elara’s POV
“No… I don’t want to leave you, Mum, please…”
“Elara, the Woods Pack isn’t safe. Go back to your father’s world.”
“Mum, please don’t leave me!”
“You’ll be killed. You’re an outcast in the pack world.”
“I don’t understand… Mum, please!” I begged, tears streaming down my cheeks. My body trembled as stones rained down on her. Her voice only whispered in my head now, fading like smoke, while I curled into myself in the woods. That was when I was only fifteen.
I still remembered watching my dad being dragged into the trees on the orders of those with greater power.
“Come on out, Elara! Please!”
The sudden voice in my head was too familiar, calling out my name. My eyes fluttered open involuntarily, my vision quite blurry, dizziness still weighing me down.
My nostrils burned
