We spend the next week tracking everywhere Patrick goes and sending teams to places he frequents most... but nothing helps. I try to spend my time distracting myself in wolf training. Rising at the crack of dawn and going out for drills. Tripp has made it his mission to make me a great fighter to surprise Vik with when he comes back, and Liza and, surprisingly, Lucia, have been helping me to control but get to know my wolf. But none of this helps to ease the burning within my chest as I long for Vik. I have had a few mishaps of setting things ablaze in my broken hearted melancholy. But time has given me an opportunity to... let's call it game plan.
"Damian, I have been thinking. Maybe he isn't going to where they are holding Vik... I mean, not a lot. Maybe he has been like once or twice,
