Ivan
I'm losing my mind.
We searched all night, but it was pointless. I had no leads on where they'd taken her, and the dimension we were in wasn't any help.
I tracked her scent to an abandoned cathedral, but only found chains, blood, and the dead body of Melissa's companion. No sign of Nefra or Melissa, but something else made finding them more urgent.
A rogue werewolf.
What was one doing with Melissa?
This one's scent is off. He's powerful, and by the looks of what he'd done to the guy, violent.
"She reached out," Luke insisted as we sped through the mountain road. "You need to remember that."
"I know." He'd been reminding me of that since we left his territory. "She did the right thing."
"Meaning she's smart," he kept going, glancing at my hands as I squeezed the wheel.
"Your point?" I already knew all that. What was he getting at?
