Sophie was paralyzed with fear, her eyes fixed on her father, whose face reflected panic. Around them, the silence was oppressive, broken only by the racing beating of their hearts.

Frederick tried to remain calm as he spoke to his daughter. "Don't worry, my little wolf," she whispered in a trembling voice, but full of affection. They won't hurt us." He swallowed hard, aware of the dangerous situation they were in.

Two of the criminals crept up to the car, one on each side. The tension in the air was palpable, and Sophie clung to her father's gaze for comfort. One of the robbers broke the silence with an authoritative shout.

"Get out of the car with your hands on your head!"

Sofia's body tightened at that moment, adrenaline pumped through her veins as her mind struggled to assimilate what was happening, she always lived like a princess, little does she remember the moments of tyranny that the pack lived.

Sofia felt her being dragged out of the car with a violence that took her breath a