Marissa POV.“Where is Robert?” I ask as I look back at the front door. Thomas sighs as he sits next to me.“A woman came looking for him. I’m sorry Marissa.” I wave him off. I knew it. Hope is a dangerous thing to have.“Come, dinner is ready. He will be ok.” I nod as I stand up. My ankle has finally healed. Perks of being a werewolf. If Zarah wasn’t bound, then I would have healed quicker, but alas, here we are.After dinner, things are playing on my mind. Like, how the hell did the rogues come here? Why did they come here? The closest pack, I think, is a two-day drive from here. So where did they come from? Standing in the back garden, I look towards the forest. How did I stray from the path last time? I need answers. Call it curiosity, but I need to find out where that path leads to. Call me stupid, but I feel like I’m being pulled the further I go. Turning the flashlight on my phone on. I check for any upturned roots or fallen branches. The moon isn’t full, which is good. Maybe
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