Xander
As we drove back to Bloodhound, my mind couldn’t stop circling back to the image of Nala’s twin. The resemblance between them was so strong; it was impossible to ignore. I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was more than a coincidence.
This whole experience had taught me a crucial lesson: never leave anything to chance when it can be confirmed.
If only the Schröders had known they were expecting twins, maybe their daughter wouldn’t have been taken from them.
My heart ached thinking about it. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of life Annabel had endured all these years with the packless wolves.
She must have lived a hard and lonely life, constantly struggling to survive. A life where she didn’t belong, where she was always on the outside looking in.
I felt a deep sadne
