Mara’s voice on the other end of the line was soft, but loaded with urgency.
“Caleb, I need to see you. It’s important. There are things we need to talk about, things I can’t say over the phone.”
Sigvar stirred, his instinct warning me that this wasn’t casual. I glanced toward the truck, where Hil and Ethan were still talking.
“Mara, this isn’t a good time,” I said, my voice low. “Tell me what’s going on.”
“Not over the phone,” she insisted. “Please, Caleb. It’s about Bloodhowl, something urgent. I wouldn’t bother you if it weren’t. Please, come. I’ll send you the location. Just the two of us.”
Reluctant, a knot formed in my stomach. Bloodhowl was a closed chapter, a pain I didn’t want to reopen. Eva, my deceased mate, the accident that had destroyed me. But Mara sounded desperate, an
