Tyler
After Clair’s second attempt, Angel picked the call. Without losing time, Clair explained the situation to her.
“Oh, Goddess, no! I am going there to help too! We have to find her! Gabriel is nuts and he can get… violent!” I could hear Angel’s voice from the other side of the phone. Her words were filled with desperation, which only filled my own dread. I swallowed deep, my whole body urging me to go, to run and reach her fast.
“Angel, how old are you? You sound young,” Clair asked softly.
“I am sixteen,” she replied with a long sigh.
“We will find her. You don’t have anything to worry about, trust us. We just need you to try and think about something like a place he might have taken her,” Clair tried to comfort the young she-wolf.
“I-I don’t know. Most certainly not in h
