Chapter 103

Violet’s P.O.V.

With a sigh, I typed the name ‘Evelyn Langley’ into the search bar.

It wasn’t just curiosity that drove me to search my mother on the internet. I was in desperate need of a distraction. The week had passed, and it was now Saturday afternoon and there was still no sign of Hael. No one else seemed the slightest bit worried, as though this was an every day occurrence.

I’d been so desperate that when Sylvia asked me to come into the hospital for a few hours, I leapt at the chance. There was a stack of inpatient forms I needed to enter into the system, but even that passed all too quickly.

I wasn’t at all surprised when the human search engines provided me with zilch. Lunar was the Werewolf equivalent to Google and had the most information on our kind than any other website.

There was a large part of me that believed I’d never figure out the secrets of my past, which is why I was so shell-shocked when Lunar managed to drum up one single result. Even though the article’s tit