HENRY
The air in Rivermoon was heavy, as if the pack’s tension seeped into the ground, making every step harder. Wolves moved around cautiously, their eyes sharp as they watched me.
It was clear I wasn’t welcome, but that wasn’t new. I ignored their stares, the whispers that followed. Sarah had been missing for days, and that mattered more than their discomfort with a human wandering around.
I found myself standing in the center of the pack grounds, frustration boiling under my skin. I’d already asked half a dozen wolves. The answers were the same. No one had seen Sarah.
“How does a wolf just vanish?” I muttered under my breath, glancing at the horizon as the sun began to sink. I pulled out my phone, staring at the blinking dot on the screen. The location was still active, pointi
