“We’re angry at her for hurting you, even if we understand the reason, but we’re not keeping her from you……. Eve is gone.” My mom cuts in, changing the tone of the conversation, and leans out to pat my hand as if to emphasize that she’s sorry.
Both my parents' faces pale slightly as they exchange quick side glances, and for a second, their words don’t fully register.
“What do you mean she’s gone?” I baulk
“Gone…as in run away. When Simon brought you to us, it seemed like she gathered some things and headed toward the western forests. Where the boundary line ends. I have the pack trying to track her, but….” My dad sighs heavily and runs a hand over his face, showing signs of weariness. “She has walked all over those forests and these lands so that her tracks are impossible to separate. H
