Feeling a little tired, I laid down for a quick nap or to just rest my eyes it seems instead.
‘You cannot ignore me forever, Timber. Luna of the Graves Pack.’ I heard, bringing me out of my own thoughts. With the voice saying the latter as if to mock me. As if telling me she knows who I am and where I reside.
‘But I can try, can't I? Besides, there is nothing here for you, Shamira. Whoever you are. I am not interested in you or your empty threats. Now leave. Me, and my family. Alone.’ I sneered back with greater confidence than I actually really felt.
`We will be meeting again real soon. Sister.’ I gasped as my eyes widened at the last word spoken. Sister? I don’t have a sister. Do I? I thought to myself.
‘Why did you call me that?’ she didn’t respond. ‘Shamira! I am talking to you….
