-Seth-
I pound on the door, ready to kick it in. I can tell from the smell that he’s not in there. I mean, I don’t think he is.
Marge throws the door open, staring at me with wide eyes. She’s pulling a robe on and holding it closed in the front. I probably shouldn’t have woken her like this. “What’s wrong? It’s the middle of the night?”
“Is he here?” I ask.
“Benjamin, obviously,” I tell her. I shouldn’t be so rude. I woke the poor shewolf up.
I’ve not been able to sleep since Benjamin got so upset about us leaving Andrew. I’m sure he’s gone down to Grandma Cora’s, but I don’t want to go storming down there to drag him back if he’s not actually there.
She shakes her head. “He’s elsewhere.”
“When will he be back?”
Marge rolls her eyes. “I’m not his mother, Seth. Benjami
