Amy’s POV
Stacy and I continued to keep an eye on Mom, despite her having caught on to us. She had said she was the one who was supposed to be protecting us, but Stacy and I didn’t understand why that couldn’t go two ways.
If she was protecting us, shouldn’t we keep protecting her?
If Daddy was here, with his wolf so big and strong, we wouldn’t have to worry. But Daddy wasn’t here. Though there were lots of guards around, Mommy, Stacy, and I were mostly on our own. No one loved us like we loved each other, so no one would protect us as well.
Because of this, Stacy and I stayed around the corner, watching as Mom’s answered her ringing phone.
“Damien?” she asked at first, hope in her voice. Immediately, it fell away. “Oh, Keegan. I’m sorry, yes. Hello.”
Mom listened to the call for a m
