#Chapter 208: Insecure Security

Almara’s Pov I sink into my leather couch ignoring Elenor’s judgmental grimace as my wet and muddy fur matted with dried blood is no doubt staining the skin of the cushions. I don’t understand how her mind can even care about trivial matters like that during a time like this. There is one place for sure that my father and Grace could be at, though it’s the last place I hope she’s at- vampire territory. They could possibly be back at my parents’ house. Maybe they went there after hearing the news that Grace is wanted. Other than that, any other guess is as good as any. They could be held captive by any gamma, they could be on any road, or on any off-beaten path. And who knows for how long now? “I’m going to call in a favor,” Elenor says already punching a number into her phone. I look at her quizzically. “A favor?” I clarify, but Elenor doesn’t feel the need to repeat herself. “Who are you calling?” I ask, deciding it’s probably better to make my question more specific. “Well, t