#Chapter 257: A Faint Scent

Karl I drive on after two dead ends at both gas stations, my frustration growing with each passing mile. The tire tracks have all but disappeared, and the relentless snowfall has erased any hope of following them. Try as I might, I also can’t pick up Abby’s scent anywhere. I know it’s a useless effort because her wolf is dormant, but I still can’t help but try. If only her wolf were active, she’d be able to release her scent at the very least to help me find her. But there’s nothing. Just snow, snow, and more snow. “Come on, Abby,” I mutter to myself, clenching the steering wheel. “I can’t lose you in this damn blizzard.” I continue to drive, scanning the surroundings in vain. The snowstorm shows no mercy, obscuring my vision and making it nearly impossible to track her. My thoughts race, trying to figure out what could have happened to her. Did someone force her into their vehicle? Is she out there, lost and alone in this freezing wilderness? No, it can’t be, I th