Erik’s POV
I had no regrets. What more could I do? There I was, minding my own business, trying to clear my mind from the immoral thoughts I was having with Rae since we kissed in her bedroom, last night, when I felt something pulling me outside.
I knew it had to do with Rae, I just knew it. She was in need of help and I could not ignore it. Leaving my office, I passed by a few other werewolves and I faintly remember them talking to me, but I didn’t have time to listen. There was only one thing in my mind: Rae.
When I got out of the pack house, I could smell her scent, even if it was very weak. I just had to follow and, soon, fear was mixed with her natural aroma. She was in the small house outside, where we kept the sheets and other things. I could smell a male.