Chapter One hundred and eleven

Kayla’s POV

When I returned with Willow, I found some elders talking to my father as they saw me and started out of the compound.

I immediately rushed to the old man who had an angry look on his face.

“Are you okay?” I asked as the man shrugged.

“It’s nothing I can’t handle. I just hope they don’t come back again or we might have a serious problem.”

With that, we entered the house, but I was still curious on what they were doing here.

“What did they want?”

“Apparently Zach had them punished for coming after you and they are here begging for forgiveness.”

“From you?” Laughed Willow. “Didn’t they offend Kayla?”

“Their pride would not let them bend the knee, but they were more menacing than being on the begging side.”

We went about the night time, cooking and laughing about the events of the day. It was something that brought us together and by dinner time, we were sitting together at the table and having small talk.

“I have an idea you might not like,” the old man said as Willow sighed.