Chapter Thirteen

Mavericks pov-

“Boys” called Father Kingsley frantically rushing down the stairs, causing me to shoot up from my seat on the sofa on high alert, Kingsley was never frantic always collected in any and all situations.

“Calm down Jesse start again” he spoke to the phone, the glances of worry between my brothers at our father’s clear panic.

“She got a call about the death of a friend and just completely freaked out. ran into the pissing rain no coat, no phone. I need to find her Fred. She doesn’t know this town well enough to be running off with no phone. Its dark, it’s still raining, she’s going to freeze to death. she lost her mum not even three weeks ago and then this! I don’t know what to do Fred I’m beyond worried for her” Jesse explained and with each word my wolf grew through anguish, worry, panic, and anger. Nobody said her name, but we knew it was Nina that needed our help.

“Calm down Jesse, stay level-headed” he tried to calm his friend “Boys!” father Kingsley looked up from