Kiara wasn’t sure how long it has been; days...weeks? But she knew it couldn’t be a month. Nobody came to see her and she was worried sick. She didn’t know if Zique was dead or alive and because of that peace was never by her side.

At night, she barely slept and whenever she did, it was her tears and quiet sobs that lulled her to sleep. Gabe and Damion were practically non-existent in her world, not once had she even picked up their scents; heartless. They really didn’t care one bit about her.