LIAM JR.
Even though she had a head start, picking up her scent and following her was relatively easy. I didn’t shift to follow her; we needed to be on equal footing for this conversation. I had to know why she lied.
I couldn’t believe I had never caught any of the signs. They were so easy to misinterpret. But it had been there. She wouldn’t have been able to help it sometimes, especially as time went on. Being so close to me would have made the pull stronger.
I recognized the direction she was headed and found it curious that she always returned to the same little broken-down cabin. I hadn’t caught her out here to shift in a while, but that problem could wait until later.
I had to know what was going through her head before anything else.
My friends linked me, asking where I had
