Seth POV
It wasn’t unusual for Natasha to let her wolf out for a run when she was overwhelmed, but those runs usually only lasted between two and three hours. It had been six and Harmony and I were worried. We’d tried repeatedly to open a channel to her, to check on her and received no response. I couldn’t say I was surprised. The most traumatic thing she’d ever experienced had been ripped from the depths of her memories and spread out in front of her, making her relive every moment.
“I’m going to go look for her,” I said, pushing to my feet. I’d already looked out every window and door at least a hundred times and paced the length of the house so much, I’d nearly worn a path in the hardwood floor. I had to do something because the waiting was killing me.
Harmony moved away from th
