Sheriff John Dalton had his hands full with a worried and frantic woman named Jean Winters. He had been dealing with her since she had nearly kicked down his door this morning at dawn. He understood that the woman was frantic to find her daughter before the freeze set in but there was only so much the man could do.
His wife had been a saint at helping soothe a bit of the mother’s worry, but even that had not lasted long. He had to ensure the locals did not stumble upon the pack’s territory whilst still looking for the girl wherever they could. Of course, he had brought up asking them for help locating the girl, but Jean had outright refused. The pack didn’t know about Jeffery’s passing or the fact that they had returned to Black pines.
Unknown to the rest of the Winters family the sherif
