Adam's POV
My heart pondered hard on the recent happenings in this place. Just when you think you have gotten a hang of something it slips right through your fingers.
“Did he somehow figure out we wouldn't be there?” Magnus asked thoughtfully as the four of us walked back to the quarters with nothing but Alpha Dawson's phone in hand.
“Maybe,” I shrugged feeling so sad for the fruitless effort.
“Don't sound so tired, man. I believe that all these are pieces of a puzzle and we are close to figuring it out.” He answered. “Mell, what do you think?”
“I don't know what to think. I feel we're so close but are just unable to pit things together. Hopefully those two are fine at the quarters.”
“Yeah, hopefully. There will be dinner tomorrow guys.” Fred exclaimed with a smile, he held on to Mel
