Damian’s POV
Caleb and I ran side by side in our wolf forms, one of us having our snout raised high to the sky and the other with theirs to the ground, searching for any scent of Kyle. We had been scouring his packlands for the whole day, as well as yesterday, and couldn’t find anything fresh. Seeing that his guards didn’t try to stop us when we came around was nice. It seemed like it was going to be harder than I originally thought to find Kyle.
We avoided the packhouse to the best of our abilities, not wanting to startle everyone that was around that area by invading it to search for him. Besides, the likelihood that he would be in the packhouse is slim to none. It would be very dumb of him to hide in the most obvious place, he wouldn’t even really be hiding at that point. Not to menti
