Chapter 335

Ava's POV I followed the tracks with my eyes. They came from the forest, circled the cottage, and disappeared back into the trees. And there wasn't just one set—there were multiple tracks, at least three or four different wolves. "This doesn't make sense," I whispered to myself. "Silver Creek has always been neutral territory. Grandma never had problems with the Silvercrest Pack." Why would werewolves come here? And was my grandmother taken against her will, or did she flee? The cottage showed no signs of violence, no blood or broken windows. I stood in the garden until the light faded completely, trying to make sense of it all. Should I call my mother? After last night's fight, the thought made my stomach clench. But if Grandma was in danger... "No," I decided. "I'm not running back to Mom after one day. She'll just say 'I told you so' and use this as another reason why I should leave Harbor Bay." Besides, maybe Grandma would return. Maybe she just went to gather herbs in the forest o