Ella’s POV

What kind of person is my father?

I returned to my room and sat by the dressing table, scrutinizing my reflection in the mirror, trying to find traces of my father in my face.

My mother once said that my father passed away unexpectedly before I was born, but she never elaborated on the details. I never asked for fear of upsetting her, and over time, I forgot about it.

Lucy, could we possibly be wolf from the Blue River pack?

I called out to my wolf.

Lucy looked puzzled and scratched her head.

I'm not sure either, but as Camila said, our fur is indeed blue, so...