Isaiah POV
Wherever Layla had brought them, it looked strikingly normal. While they were in a forested area, the fact that the moon and stars shown overhead, coupled with the fact that the trees seemed older and grew much higher proved they weren’t anywhere he’d ever been before, much less the forest they had come from. As he gazed up at the stars, he also realized they looked nothing like the stars he was used to. He wasn’t exactly an astronomy buff, but he’d spent many nights gazing up at the stars since he’d been little.
They’d been like friends to him, instilling in his heart a sense of calm he’d never been able to find elsewhere, even after he’d escaped his pack and his “father.” But these, while they gave him the same sense of security, these were so much different, and, somehow,
