Ian
Deep down I knew I would never find Petra, not unless she wanted to be found.
I ordered the twins to open the bar with Kate, Meeka and Troy running the club. Business had to go on as unusual; if we closed up shop it would bring unwanted attention. People would ask questions, suspicion would pour out into the City or the outer town packs. Packs wolves are nosy. Change is bad. Routine is good.
I stood outside the bar scanning the streets, Galaxy had ventured back into the City to covertly sniff out Petra. They knew Galaxy it wouldn’t be unusual to see him. Regret made me anxious. I should have let the she wolf explain herself instead of giving the eyeing her suspiciously. Maybe this is what that leech had wanted all along. For Petra to be out in the open, Goddess only knows what the
