Chapter 48

"Where the fuck is my Luna?" Both of us felt completely helpless as Juan roared into his phone, terrifying the innocent pack members to whom he'd now given the burden of finding their Luna.

My sweet Myrtle, where has she been hiding?

Last night, as soon as Hade noticed that Myrtle had vanished, we began a frantic hunt for her and turned the entire property upside down in the process. She said that she needed to use the restroom, but we could only track her scent to the front door of the house, and then it stopped. She may have been lying. If I am correct in my assumption that no one else in the pack saves me is able to turn off their smell, and if I am correct in my assumption that Myrtle is unable to do so, then I must ask: Where on earth did her scent go? Where has she been hiding?

"Why did she go out?" Hade let out a muffled whine as she sat on the bed at the rental property we were at.

After neither Juan nor I were able to provide an answer to