*Miranda’s POV*
Days have passed where we spent every waking hour trying to track down any trace of my friend. I felt my strength drain from my body – a darkness deep inside threatening to swallow me whole and snuff out any light that threatened to penetrate it. I realized that my guilt and self loathing was slowly eating away at the relationship George and I shared – so new, so... fragile. Try what I may, I couldn’t escape that little voice deep within.
Pathetic! How could you care for your pack if you can’t even keep your roommate safe.
The inner voice taunted me, and left me breathless... weak.
George was out on patrol with Damian while Phoenix spoke on the phone with her half-brother. Logan was deep under cover searching for missing girls from two years ago. The thought of Lillian
