Emera's pov
There's a coldness in my heart the more distance I put between me and Emily. I find myself looking through the rearview mirror every second even though I was a long distance away from her.
My heart hurt and tears blurred my vision.
She was my baby girl, my only child and I had to let her go.
Not only for her safety but for the pack that welcomed me with open arms.
If she had stayed here, Bryson, would wage war on the council to protect her. Winning.....would not be on our side. Not when pure white wolves needed to be together to gain more strength. She would be all alone and my baby wasn't a killer.
Her father, her real father would be a better fit to help her and protect her.
The council will no doubt try their upmost best to hunt her down, their selfish reason wo
