#Chapter 210: Like Old Times Sort Of

Almara’s Pov Arthur and I were about to head out the front door and hunt down our daughter when something dawned upon us. We have no plan. If Grace is the number one most wanted wolf then Arthur and I aren’t too far behind, and while I don’t doubt our parental instincts to fight off a few good-for-nothing gammas, how many will it take before we get worn? How many will we have to fight at once? Not to mention, let’s say we do locate her- then what? Bringing her back home will be the first place people come looking for her. I sit on the lightly stained oak wooden chair at the island while Arthur paces anxiously back and forth. I wish he would sit and save his energy, he shouldn’t be putting any extra stress on his body. An hour has passed since Boss and Rudy have left, it’s going to be getting dark soon. “Elenor went to my parents, she should be arriving there soon. Maybe she’ll call and tell us that Grace and my father are there after all,” I say though even I don’t believe it.