The panic lingered on my face when I sighted Viola, who had been weepy and standing in the forest's darkness, while I could still notice it in my father's presence and his pack glaring at us. It remains to be bizarre why Viola was with them. I speculated she was a liar and sided with my father. I am guessing about many possibilities.
Alpha settled beside me, glancing at them. He turned his gaze from left to right, examining how planned they were going here, hunting us. Father indeed grinned at me, shaking his head as my face was visible to them. We stood where there were no trees that could hide us in the dark, only leaves of the plants that grow, vines crawling.
