Chapter 55

DAYA POV

We raced to the border and sure enough, a group of eight wolves was waiting for us. I was met with two familiar faces. Mara. She is looking smug and portrays the illusion that she is in charge. And Leslie. Poor Leslie looked scared, and her face was covered in dirt, with two streaks down her cheeks from crying. They hadn’t dressed her. She stood naked- her body bruised and shaking. Mara held Leslie by the back of her head, and Leslie’s eyes were wincing from the pain of her hair being pulled from her scalp.

“Shift back now!” Mara yells at us. We ignored her command and continued approaching. She unsheaths a silver blade. She presses the tip of the blade to Leslie’s throat and Leslie tries to hold back tears and tries to stay still. “I said, shift,” Mara repeats herself, putting more emphasis on her tone. We all shift back to our human forms and stand in front of her, and her goons. We all stand there naked, except for Sage, who is still in her black leggings and grey lo