MEGHAN
I took a breath, trying to look less nervous than I felt. Liam immediately sat down next to me, little Grace gurgling and making some baby talking, which actually helped a lot in easing my anxiety.
What could that witch tell me that I didn't already know? Liam had already figured out that someone was behind the apparent absence of my wolf. Did I really need to know more? Clearly, whoever was behind it must have been from my old pack, and they must have used magic. What good would it do me to find out who did that and how? What would it have been useful for, if not to spread salt on still open and painful wounds?
It's for your safety, Liam murmured. Currently, we know that your father and Ballard are hot on your tail, but neither of them had a valid reason to take your wolf from
