“Billie’s gone,” I said to her. Then to Oslo, “I’m going out to look for her, see if I can catch a scent. Who’s at the pack house tonight?”
“That’s Niko,” said Oslo.
“Let him know to keep an ear out. f**k,” I swore, frustrated. But more than that, I was worried. She wouldn’t just abandon us.
“I’ll send Gretel to stay with Muriel and I’ll meet you out there,” replied Oslo.
“Okay. And listen. My—my ankle hurts like hell. I think she might be in trouble. I hope I’m wrong, but the mate bond… Me and Billie are really in sync…”
“It’s alright, Gavin,” assured Oslo. “We’ll find her.”
I wanted to believe that maybe she had gone for a hunt and gotten hurt, but knowing the threats lurking around our home, I feared the truth was much worse.
Subtle blue breached the sky by the time I was
