After days of spending time with just the three of us in the mansion to take care for our baby, Alpha Luis went back to work and focused on the pack.
I was in the garden, not with sketches or a watering can, but with my baby Luim in a stroller, humming him a melody.
It was a peaceful day, or so I thought. In a blink of an eye, a strange hand covered my nose and mouth with a handkerchief that smelled awful. I resisted, but the person circled his arms around my torso to prevent me from escaping.
No! I need to get out of here. My baby is in danger!
