Aila scowled at the now empty spot in front of her. Davian, Davian Cross, her ancestor, was right in front of her? Why had he suddenly shown up? How did he know.. She stopped her thought process. Of course, Davian would know about her; he must keep track of the family, especially now that Aila was the 'last Cross'.
"How random. No wonder he stared. You look like Amelia, his mum," Malia murmured thoughtfully.
"It must be really strange.. From what I read in his diary, he hated her.. But there was no such hatred in his gaze," Aila replied to her wolf before taking another sip from her drink.
"Maybe he was in shock? It's been quite some time since he last saw her.." Aila nodded along to Malia's comment.
"Is everything okay, Aila?" Finn appeared by her side, looking at her, concerned. Aila looked at his face incredulously. Did he not hear Davian say his name?
