Chapter 127

• Ayla POV
• As I stepped into my bedroom, I froze in the doorway as I scanned my sanctuary; my stomach turned to stone, and I could feel my heart banging against my chest, causing pains to ripple with every beat. The air smelled stale, which was strange considering the curtain was wafting back and forth in the breeze from the open window letting fresh air into my room. All of my belongings were scattered across the room, every draw was opened and empty, and white fluff that looked so soft filled the floor, all of my clothes were thrown across the room, and my body began to shake as coldness washed over me, I carefully stepped over the threshold, tripping on one of my running shoes, but as soon as I entered the room that coldness that had clouded me turned to ice chilling me to my bones, the mirror that I kept covered up was empty of it sheet, fear clawed at my heart as my legs began to tremble, threatening to not hold me any longer, scribbled in my lipstick on my mirror where the words ‘Thank you, wolf.’ and I knew without a doubt it was Runduc, his writing looked so elegant like a calligrapher had stepped into my room to graffiti my mirror. I could sense Micha behind me; his presence felt comforting, but as soon as Callan’s arm wrapped around me, I felt safe.
• “What do you think that means?” I heard Micha ask from inside my cocoon that was Callan.