Asher
“We need to run away.” I tapped my fingers restlessly on the wooden table. I'd been staring at a computer screen all day and my head was beginning to hurt.
“Did you hear what I said?” I asked Dean when I'd waited for his reply and it didn't come.
“I did. I'm pretending that I didn't,” He replied with an attitude.
“You don't think we should. After all of… This?” I waved my hand in the general direction of the computer.
I felt him shrug. I groaned and closed down the page. It was a boring and useless bunch of alleged werewolf sightings. Internet attention seekers. I rubbed my fingers between my eyebrows. I could feel my head pounding from the stress.
It had been two days since the rogue hunter disappeared from my trap. I'd been doing a lot of research and looking over my shoul
