Looking out at the window, a small town came into view. The car's headlights shone on the signpost that read, Welcome to Silver Thorn Town. Aila's eyes widened; Silver Thorn was where she grew up, with her birth parents before Mandy and Andy took her away at the age of eight, it was thirty minutes away from Oakton, and she never visited since. For some unknown reason, she did not put two and two together that the Silver Crescent Pack would be taking her back to where her parents were murdered.
A shiver went down her spine, causing goosebumps on her skin under the hoody she wore. Instincts or not, she still needed to be wary about this Alpha sitting next to her; this pack was the reason for her parents' death. But she could not delve into that right now; she just needed to do one thing. Survive.
If she can survive being in the presence of a psychopath such as Connor, then an Alpha werewolf was no problem, surely?
