***Gage***
I had trackers out for the last few days. They could follow the trail for a while, but it went cold. My patience was wearing thin. I wanted that rogue. The ones we had in the cells didnt seem to know much. The only thing we got from them was they only joined up with him right before that night,
Also, there was nothing from her father either. I had scouts watching his pack, but it was quiet there. I was sure he would be up to something,
A thud broke me out of my thoughts as I looked to see Collins flat on his back, Brent doubled over, holding his stomach, laughing,
"Oh god, Collins, are you alright?" Macklin asked as her hand frantically searched for him. When they land on him,
"I didnt mean that, I'm so sorry,"
"Um, Angel?"
Collins rolls to his side as he stands up,
