Isla
Cold rain lashed across my body. I felt small. It wasn’t the rain making me shiver, or maybe it was. I felt empty, frozen with fear.
I was waiting for them to find me.
I knew they would. There was blood. I smelled it and saw it on me. Was it mine? I didn’t dare look down; I knew what I would see. I couldn't face it, couldn’t accept it.
Everything I knew was turned upside down in an instant. Everything taken away from me, I knew I would never be whole again.
“There you are.” I froze in place, not even attempting to move. I was too scared to do anything but look up into his eyes, “I’ve been looking for you.” Alpha Benjamin said.
Background voices sounded louder, a flash of light, then darkness.
I couldn’t breathe. I felt cold and wet. I was cold and wet.
“Isla?” A familiar voice
