[Serenity’s POV]
My eyes widen as the reality of what is happening hits me. Eleanor was being taken back to her pack, but why?
As this question appears in my mind, I turn my gaze to Uncle William's, who is watching on silently. It is clear in his gaze that he wants to say something, but he doesn’t.
Please. I beg him, hoping he understands what I’m saying. Please don’t let them take Eleanor away!
‘Dad!’ I gasp, praying that he can hear me. ‘I need your help!’
For a moment, I don’t feel or hear anything, but when my dad’s presence appears in my mind, I feel a wave of relief. However, that is short-lived as his panic slams into me, and I realize that I’ve worried him.
‘Serenity!’ He hisses. ‘What is it? What’s wrong? Are you hurt?’
‘No,’ I respond. ‘It’s my friend. Her parents are trying to take her away from the academy.’
Goddess, I knew that this sounded absolutely ridiculous. Why on earth would I be so worried about a simple person who wasn’t related to me?