*Cora’s POV*
I stare at the cooled bowl of lasagna I brought up for Adrian as the sun starts to rise outside. A gentle glow forms behind the trees while I sit silently on the couch in front of his bedroom window. It is so cold I can see my breath every time I exhale, but my chills are due to a different reason.
He never came home, I wipe away a tear at the thought.
We need to find him, my wolf says coldly.
What if he doesn’t want to be found? I ask her, swallowing at the lump in my throat.
Somehow I doubt don’t think that’s why he isn’t back, her sombre voice sounds in my head. I pull the soft fleece blanket up to meet my chin.
I would prefer that to be the reason instead of... I don’t even want to think of the alternatives.
Our pup needs a father, we will bring him home no matter
