Caleb´s POV
The rented apartment near the building where Hilda’s parents lived was a place that, no matter how comfortable and suitable it was, felt empty to me, lifeless—a constant torment reminding me that she was not there, that she remained a prisoner of her ex-mate and still had a dangerous mission to fulfill. Sigvar growled inside my mind, his primal instinct hating the confinement, longing for the open forests of Silver Creek where he could run free. But this was necessary. Close to the building where Frank and Susan—Hilda’s parents, or Nellie as they had called her in that slip of the tongue that still burned in my brain—were being held. The scent of Moon’s Fang seeped through the windows, a constant reminder that we were in enemy territory, even though Betty, Hilda’s nurse and fr
