Mate? Or Die!
Sometimes she sighed and mumble something incoherent which we couldn’t comprehend.
It was one of those nights when things went out of hand.
I was in the war room with Ardan and Zone talking about what we know about the rogue when Zone got up suddenly.
“Where’s Gilly?” he growled.
“What?” I asked, startled by his sudden outburst.
“I don’t know how I missed it earlier, but she’s not in her room,” he said, storming toward the door.
We followed him outside, and sure enough, we found Gilly standing in the moonlight near the edge of the pack house grounds. She was faced back with her arms slack at her sides as she stared into the forest. She was whispering softly.