Emre:
"Mom!" I called out, heading towards the backyard and repeatedly calling her name. My heart was pounding hard in my chest. Fear had taken over my limps and I kept tripping when running around.
"Ericka!" Dad shouted too, joining me in the backyard. He seemed extremely stressed, but our worry melted away when we spotted Mom and Abigail emerging from the deep woods, carrying a basket.
They didn't appear distressed; instead, they were laughing and chatting until they noticed us, their smiles fading.
"Where have you been?" Dad approached Mom, taking her hand and leading her back to the house.
"What's going on?" Mom asked, concern evident in her voice as she noticed our tense expressions.
"Remember Alpha Holmes and the murders?" Dad hurriedly led us back to the house. We needed to gr
