~~Drew’s PoV~~
When I tell Alfric to send us to Bree, Carter immediately holds up his watch. “We should be able to track her like I did before as long as she’s still wearing her watch.”
I nod eagerly but Alfric only chuckles. “Werewolves,” he mutters under his breath, as if our whole species is amusing to him.
Carter looks about as impressed as I feel, his lips tightening at Alfric’s laughter. “What’s wrong with that idea?”
He gives the king a condescending look. “What’s wrong with it is that Bree is no longer in this castle. She’s no longer in this world at all, at least not as you know it.”
What the hell does that mean? My chest tightens at the thought of her being anywhere I can’t follow. “You just said she’s still alive.”
“Alive, yes. Trackable, no.”
“Get to the point, Alfric,”
