WHERE IS AVIRA?

Derek shot up from his chair and began to stroll frantically, his heart breaking as he repeated Lucille's statement in his mind.

Emma was a werewolf. How hadn't he seen that? Why hadn't she had a scent? 

He wasn't the only one with those thoughts though. 

Almost everyone in the pack had seen Emma, and they didn't need any other person to tell them that Emma was one of Sheila's daughters. That one was a spitting image of Sheila. They couldn't believe either that they had treated the daughter of their best warrior that way.

Sheila wasn't dumb about what was happening. 

Her ears had flicked up on some of the discussions that were going on between the pack members, especially the pack warriors. 

Who was Emma? Who was Freya, the vampire? 

According to them, the duo had red hair, but with different shades of eye color.