Chapter Ninety Three
CHAPTER NINETY THREE
We’re standing in the ancestral cave of my former pack, having just come to return the remains of their abandoned dead, and now we’re faced with an oddly familiar girl who just appeared in the cave and was, until a few minutes ago, glowing.
She also seems to know Stella, which is completely impossible given that Stella is only six months old and has never been to Arizona before.
“I’m sorry,” Nash says, “but could you please tell us what’s going on? What do you have to do with our baby?”
I’m not prepared for what the girl says next - it answers one question but raises a thousand more.
“My name,” she says, “is Alaya.”
The name is similar enough that it hits me like a freight train - I know exactly why she seems so familiar. She looks exactly like Layla, the older woman from the San Diego pack, only much younger.
“Who are you?” I ask, my curiosity overtaking me.
“I’m a Star Twin,” Alaya says.
“I don’t know what that is,” Nash tells her.