Hardin:
Maybe it was the lack of open windows, or maybe it was due to the fact that my wolf could not stop yelling about the scent of our mate, begging me to take one small break to go peep in at her.
But I squeezed the need back in, forcing myself to listen to their conversations that were now sounding muffled in my head.
" I have a suspicion of a mole in the pack. I can't be sure yet, but I will get her to talk soon enough" my father said.
" Who is it?" I asked, now eager to know if we had another Jasmine in the pack.
" Your step sister. Ana. She has been acting very strangely recently and I know it has something to do with the attacks going on in this pack. So after the dust has died down, I will be monitoring her movements..hopefully, she leads us to the real perpetrator" he said.
