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

even though my heart pounded. The waterfall was rushing overhead, sending a cascade of

the ravine edge, gasping as he watched the water

he exclaimed. “Oh!

a step back, still smiling. “You should try to get a closer look. The deer are

kid looked at me

I’ll wait here; you

moment, and I feared he would see right through my ruse. But then, grinning, he turned and walked

into the woods.

a slow breath and counted in my

One… Two… Three…

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

of the waterfall.

Then, Iran.

running until I got back to the car. It wasn’t too far, just a couple of miles back to the road-a mere few minutes in wolf form. Reaching the edge of the road, I shifted back, pausing

No howls. Just the low hum of the

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