#Chapter 157: To Trust Or Not To Trust

Moana “He has it.” My wolf’s voice was steady and even-toned, but also agitated. “Check his pockets.” I immediately trusted Mina’s instincts. She was too sure of it for me to even begin to question it, and she had never been wrong about these sorts of things before. And besides, by now I had spent so long frantically searching the apartment for my tooth that I was desperate. It was the only physical thing I had that was linking me to my past and my lineage. If I didn’t have that tooth, I felt lost, and I felt as though I might never find my parents or at least find out who they were. “Show me what’s in your pocket,” I growled, holding my hand out flat as I glared up at Edrick with narrowed eyes. Edrick looked taken aback. “Why?” he asked, sounding a bit confused. He seemed innocent, but my wolf was insistent that he had my tooth. And I could sense it, too. The way that Edrick’s eyes widened for just a split second as I stormed up to him told me everything