*Manuel's POV*
I gripped the clear glass in my hand tightly before tilting my head back and ridding it of it contents. The whiskey burnt my throat as it went down but I welcomed the familiar feeling happily. It takes a lot more to get a werewolf drunk then it does a human but I have never had a problem with accomplishing the task.
I let out a sigh and kicked my feet up onto my brown desk. I have been spending a lot of time in my office lately, practically going out of my mind looking for Zena and Aiden. A few more leads have been discovered but none of them have panned out, much to my frustration. Zach and I had gone down to check out the lead on my SUV but it turns out that the car had just been dropped off outiside of the place, without a note or anything.
We had also attempted to tra
