When I came back around June was gone and Molly was standing over me with a concerned look on her face. She was asking me what had happened, I know that she was worried that the red haired lycan had come back and taken June. It was written all over her face.
I explained what had happened as quickly as I could. My voice sounded rough but at least the words seemed to come out in the right order. I guess I couldn’t be suffering from too much in the way of brain damage then.
“We need to get this room sorted before the sun comes up so you will have to go alone.” Grayson said.
That was good, the idea of hunting for my mate had all of my wolfish instincts coming to the surface. For the first time in my life I understood why some mates would run when they first met each other. I wanted to chas
