Katrina's POV
I immediately nod my head and hand him the pictures. He looks at the words, before he starts putting some words together.
"What are you doing?" Harris asks curiously. He's eyes are still blazing, and by the grip he has on my waist, I know he's going into overprotective mate mode.
"I'm trying to group some of these words together that would make sense in a sentence. I will add the other words a little later." Some of the other pack members start to help him out by adding comments or rearranging some words.
As we reorganize the words, the pieces start falling into the place. It says:
Last time you were able to get away but this time you won't be so lucky. I will see you soon princess, and this time, no one will save you.
-P
Who's P? I thought this would be something from
