Freddie’s POV
I walked into the house to listen for my mate. Sniffing for her in the house would do no good now since the house was a complete mixture of my scent and hers. I heard light movement in the kitchen and headed towards it.
“Proceed with caution when it comes to your questioning,” I hear Beau say in my head.
“I know. I don’t want to hurt her, just learn what happened to her.”
“Be smart about it. We can’t lose this one. She’s perfect.”
“I know she is that’s why I want to know about what has happened to her.”
I find Willow in the kitchen looking through the pantry and fridge. Was she already planning what we would have for dinner right after lunch, or was she making a list of items she wanted in the house?
“What are you up too, little one?”
“Seeing what we will need for
