Alpha Wyatt P.O.V.

It has been 16 years since we last saw our little girl. My mind was blank when we first saw her on that hospital bed. I couldn’t believe it. She was alive and breathing after all this time. I never found the wolf that took her and that made me angry. I had been standing in the hall with Claris and our son Titan when she had the panic attack. I frowned as I wondered if she was really our little girl. I didn’t want to get my hopes up just to have them crushed again, but she did resemble Claris quite a bit. She had my hair color and nose, but everything else screamed Claris. I let doubt creep into my mind because we thought we had found her once before, but that turned out to be just a human girl. I let out a sigh and agreed to do a DNA and paternity test. Titan and Claris whispered amongst themselves as I listened in on the conversation going on in the room after that panic attack. My eyes narrowed at Alpha Nate and Beta Craig. I had my suspicions on who had taken her as the gears in