Chapter 392

“I don’t have Bjorn,” he said. “Wait, is he missing?”

I nodded slowly.

Gideon just stared at me with wide eyes.

I stared back, searching for a lie in his face.

I saw none. Just shock and horror.

Slowly, I released his shirt, composing myself. My lip trembled, although I tried to quell it. “He’s been missing all day,” I whispered. “I’m… I’m worried.”

Gideon was silent for a long moment. Then, his expression hardened. He grabbed the dishcloth off his shoulder and tossed it aside, then reached for his jacket.

“I’ll help you find him,” he said.

Fiona’s POV

cool, right?” I stuck my hands in my pockets, forcing myself to smile even though my heart pounded. The waterfall was rushing overhead, sending a cascade of cold water across the

leaned over the ravine edge, gasping as he watched the water disappear into the small lake

he exclaimed. “Oh! I think I

should try to get a closer look. The

me over his shoulder.

I’ll wait here; you

at me for a moment, and I feared he would see right through

into the woods.

breath and counted

One… Two… Three…

until I reached the number twenty and Bjorn’s footsteps had been

of the waterfall.

Then, Iran.

to the road-a mere few minutes in

No howls. Just the low hum of the wind whistling around the

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