Malia
Ty had been busy all day at the pack house, his mind a tangled mess of paranoia and thoughts since whatever had happened in the forest. Another attack in the forest.
“What happened in the forest?” I called out to Ty through our mind link. His thoughts had turned to a jumbled mess in whatever happened. All I could see was the wolf on the ground, his fur slick with blood, I could feel Ty’s panic shift to anger, I saw a girl with long dark hair. Was she a wolf? Had their been another rogue attack? Or worse, was it the witches? Only bits and pieces came forwards to me and I wondered why, it was like he was only sharing half of his thoughts with me until they closed off entirely.
It took a moment for him to answer, and I knew he was probably busy but my own anxiety wouldn’t settle unt
