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

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

gasping as he watched the water disappear into the small lake

he exclaimed. “Oh! I think I

back, still smiling. “You should try to get a closer look. The deer are really friendly around here-they’ll

looked at me over

wait here; you go

at me for a moment, and I feared he would see right through my ruse. But

into the woods.

slow breath and

One… Two… Three…

there, waiting, until I reached the number twenty and Bjorn’s footsteps had been completely swallowed up by the

of the waterfall.

Then, Iran.

couple of miles back to the road-a mere few minutes in wolf form. Reaching the edge of the road, I shifted back, pausing one

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

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