Danilo’s POV
I’m getting concerned, it’s been two days and Baille has not come back. My lung is now healed and I’m moving easily, I could pack up and leave but something is stopping me from just going. I don’t feel right about leaving without at least telling the she wolf that I’m going. For some reason I don’t want her to come back here and then worry when she finds the place empty.
‘She might think the pack found me’ I mutter to myself as I rummage through the few cupboards for any type of food.
I ate the last of the food Bailee brought me last night and the sodas are all finished. At least there is running water from the faucet so I won’t die of dehydration, but with bear and wolf blood in me, I burn calories at an alarming rate, even faster than werewolves do so I’m already way past
