Luna
Xander phoned Manny that night. He made a stop at the ends woods till he heard water flowing. He stood at the banks and glared down at his reflection putting the phone to his left ear.
“Meet me at the lake,” he ordered. “Eric taking charge.”
“Yes Alpha,” Manny said.
The leaves were rustling and the air was cold. Faint sounds were coming from a distance. Xander keened his senses and held on to the call.
“Any sign of her?” he asked.
“No Alpha,” Manny coughed. “Faye disappeared when we found the body.”
“How are you recovering?” Xander asked. He looked around when he heard a faint whistle in the trees.
“Sandra got me on some herbs but I’m good,” Manny said.
Xander covered the phone in his palms and crouched at the banks when the whistling was now audible with a sign of d
