Laura’s Point of View.
It’s been a week since the incident. We continued to look for Diana everywhere. We searched for her all hours of the day and night. We had scoured the nearby woods and questioned every pack we came across, but to no avail.
Our quest grew more and more hopeless with each passing day. The trail was cold, and every lead we followed proved to be nothing more than a dead end. Damian’s frustration was palpable, his wolf agitated by the inevitable failure.
I had been his constant companion, by his side throughout our search. I could see how much the matter was weighing on him, how desperate he was to find his sister, and yet I knew we were no closer to finding her than we were the day before.
I sniffed the air for any scent that could lead us to his abducted sister. Dam
