Outskirts of Blue moon's pack,4:30pm..
Freya opened her mouth, then shut it as she tried to process the information that the werewolf had just given out.
Her mother had captured Emma?
She shook her head, not believing it. What was her mother's business with Amelia's sister?
Besides her, Yodah was battling with confusion too. Already, he was asking Aiden telepathically for tiny bits of how the Emma was. It seemed the latter wasn't an ordinary human, if the werewolf was in search for her, and believed that Leonarya had taken her.
Aiden, ridden with shock too, got himself fast enough to relay telepathically his whole blueprint on his entire dealings with Emma, excluding the night he had compulsed her to want him greatly. He didn't think Freya would want to know that. She would be hurt, even though it hadn't been entirely his fault. He had thought she was the one. He had seen colors with her around, even though limitedly. And now she was missing?