Elodie's Pov~
I didn't know why my hands were shaking on the steering wheel. Maybe it was the traffic weaving around me, or maybe it was the storm trapped inside my ribcage that refused to break.
By the time I pulled up to the estate, the sky was a bruised purple-black. The Pack House windows glowed yellow, looking less like a home and more like a cage with watchful eyes.
Past six. Again.
I killed the engine and just sat there, listening to the ticking of the cooling metal.
Liora.
It's been four days. Four days since my daughter called me. My sweet little girl, the one who used to cling to my leg and scream if I left the room, the one I rocked to sleep every night… She has Sienna now.
My chest seized up, tight enough to crack my ribs. The urge to just lay on the horn and scream unti
