“What do you mean that there’s been no sign of her around the pack? You don’t even know what she looks like, for goodness sake!”
I was making a conscious effort to keep my temper in check today, but it was barely past 9 a.m. and I could already tell that my efforts were going to be in vain. My fists balled, clenching in an effort to exert my irritation, for it was starting to peak to heights that I knew I wouldn’t be able to control.
“We haven’t been looking for her specifically, Alpha. We’ve been watching the people, trying to see if there was anyone whom they treated differently, someone who would fit the role of the Luna. But it’s difficult for us to do so properly from outside the pack, when all we have is a pair of binoculars.”
A deaf person would
