Ember pulls up the car with a slight drift in the loose gravel, a spray of stones flick off the back tyres and she pulls up with style. Nothing about her entrance is scared, sorry, pitiful or begging.
She enters with flair and full of confidence.
Ember pats Madison’s leg.
“Just sit tight”
Ember throws the driver's door open, alighting from the car with a straight back and her head held high. She only wears simple jeans and a jacket, yet with her air of confidence, she looks nearly regal, she looks like a queen, she looks every part of the Luna that she is.
Prue looks at her daughter as she stands behind Harrison. She clenches her fist.
“Quick Ember, apologize to your father. If you beg, I might be able to talk him into not sending you straight back to the dark pack”
“Wow mother, tha
