146 Checking In

“It seems the hunt is truly over,” Alice smiled, leaning back into the branch she sat on. “Though I’m not sure what exactly they were hunting, whatever it was sure seemed to light a fire under the young alpha.”

“And what does that mean, exactly?” Holden asked, his tone strangely serious.

“Nothing that I know of yet,” she replied, wondering if she had said the wrong thing. “I only meant that he seemed frantic about whatever their prey was.”

“Hmm,” was Holden’s only response.

Alice adjusted her position on the branch so she could see the house better. It had been at least twenty minutes since she had watched Ashleigh and the other wolf go inside. She wondered if there was any point in hanging around.

Her mission was to discover what Winter had learned about the fae attack; how difficult they had been to defeat, where it came from, was there any sign of returning anywhere else?

But she was forced into the trees when the hunt had been called.