Mama T POV
Nyla had made a mistake, but I couldn't bring myself to judge her- I couldn't stand to see her hurting. Her father had informed me that he was returning to the pack. He had left after losing his wife, unable to stay near the place where she died, leaving Nyla in my care.
Despite my pleas for him to stay, he had refused, needing distance from the memories that haunted him. When he left, Nyla was still so small, just a tender infant. I nursed her until she was one before he left for good.
Those memories flooded my mind now. She had grown into a beautiful, strong, and confident woman, but the choices she made felt bittersweet.