ISLA
*A series of flashbacks*
11 years ago - Isla Age 8
I kick off my shoes, and I crawl to the middle of my bed. As I pull the fluffy purple comforter around me, the tears start to trickle down my cheek. I can’t believe my mom is really gone. Every pack member was in tears at her service today. Even Alpha Damon’s eyes were glassy. Alpha Damon promised the pack to up patrol numbers after the rogue attack. He knew it wouldn’t bring my mom back, but it was a nice gesture.
I wonder if I wouldn’t have been at the park that day if she’d been killed. I begged Dad to let me go with my friends, he was too busy with his Beta duties to put up a fight so he just gave in and let me. There were a dozen rogues that made their way into the pack that day, and three of them were coming for the pups at
