“What happened?” I asked and sat up slowly. “Was that about the man who attacked me?”
Rylan nodded grimly. “Jared and the others searched the entire area. There is no scent, no tracks. It’s like he vanished into thin air.”
My mouth felt dry again.
“That’s not possible,” I whispered. “Wolves always leave a trail.”
“I know,” he said. “But this one didn’t. He must have used something.....magic, maybe. Or had help. Whoever he is, he was prepared.”
I thought about his words.
Prepared.
I shivered.
“He knew my name,” I said quietly. “He didn’t just randomly pick me. This was planned. He came for me.”
Rylan’s eyes darkened. “You’re right. Maybe… it’s someone from your former pack.”
“Maybe…” I murmured. “But I don’t have enemies, Rylan. I never hurt anyone. I’ve always kept to myself. Why
