Eighty-Seven

Third person POV

Two months had passed in a blur, especially after that black envelope, when pack members were told to stay vigilant. There is now a curfew, and security is a top priority. Ryan doesn't want to risk anything or anyone, better safe than sorry.

“Do you think she will come back after all these years?” Ryan asked Athena, who was watching him cautiously.

The girl sighed doubtfully. "Knowing her, you can't bet. She's unpredictable. But despite all that, we need to have a little faith." She said with a gentle smile on her face.

"What is up?" Ryan tiredly asked Albert as he entered the office. He held onto his desk for dear life. Day after day, the rejection took its toll on him, really hard, especially on his wolf.

It had been three years since Ryan last felt Sally's heartbeat beating faintly through the only connection he had with her. Ryan will die if no one can find her, he is hanging on by a single thread of life right now.

The only reason he can live to this day is becau