CALEB
“It doesn’t make sense! Are you sure he isn’t like you?” I couldn’t help but sigh. Miguel was pacing back and forth in front of me. It was a mess last night, so we decided to wrap it up and go home. Judging from his distressed eyes, I’m pretty sure he didn’t get a lot of sleep either.
He looked at me, expecting an answer, but nothing came. That’s because I didn’t have any idea either.
“Don’t act like you’re the one who got hypnotized by that man. I’m the victim here.”
It’s not like I wanted that to happen.
I shook my head in response, “No, I don’t think he’s like me.” It was odd, but I could tell that the man wasn’t like me. Liam doesn’t even have any scent, which is why I couldn’t track him even if I wanted to.
Miguel sat back and massaged his legs. Finally, I could rest from
