Tracy's POV
I couldn't just lie here and do nothing, plus there was a sense of dread forming in the pit of my stomach.
Every instinct within me was screaming that something was wrong. I sat upright, the pain rippling through me, but it was bearable.
As I was trying to stand up, Cassandra walked into the room. “Tracy, where are you going?” She asked softly.
“I can't just sit here idly, I want to move around and see what I can do to help, and maybe see if they've found my friend.”
She has a pitiful expression on her face. “What happened was truly tragic. It seems the heat of the attack was around the pack house.”
“Do you think they wanted to kill the king?” I said, trying to reason.
“Maybe. Come, let's go out together,” she offered. We were moving down the hallway together when m
