Layla’s pov
There she stood, amidst the crowd, in ragged clothes, disheveled hair and cold eyes. Her eyes met mine and my legs froze to the floor. I would have said it was all in my mind, but she didn’t stop looking at me. I was sure she saw me. An was aware I saw her as well.
She hid behind men, with a scarf above her head, everyone was busy positioning as Ariel had instructed, they didn’t notice the oddness amounsgt them.
“ Chloe,” I muttered.
Finally out of the maze I found myself, I tried to move towards her, to clear this impending curiosity, but then Ariel blew her horn again, and in a blink of an eye, she was gone like she wasn’t just there, I blinked a couple of times, but she reappear.
My weary eyes darted in the rattling crowd but she was gone, as the wolves rumbled amouns
