''Please your majesty'' Jemmas father begged as he held his wife ''Will your pack help us? The pack has no leads, and none of the other Alpha's or Luna's from the other packs have any ideas who's behind these deaths. We all know how powerful you, and now that you're home, can't you do something?''
Why was I being dragged into this sh*t!?
''Please, Luna!'' Jemma’s mother begged and grabbed my hands.
''I’ll speak to coven'' I gave in and pulled away from the women ''Aaron might know something by the time I get home''
''Oh, thank you, Luna'' She gushed.
''Do you have something we could track her with?'' I asked ''A pendant or piece of clothing?''
I frowned, how did I know how to track someone?
''Yes'' Jemma’s mother said quickly ''We took this from the crime scene''
She held up a gold
