Bab 319: Need for Revenge

"He found Selah," Sam reported after ending a phone call with his cousin Jack.

"Did she find her brother? Did she find Sage?" Greta asked, standing up from her spot on the couch next to Graeme who was clawing his hands through his hair in frustration.

It was now past midnight on Samhain, and they were all still at the treehouse discussing how to move forward. Greta had finally gotten Graeme to stop pacing, but now he was raking his hands through his hair and his beard, growling to himself.

Why couldn't he remember more about his mate? Why couldn't he remember August Moon? She was there, threaded through every part of him. He could feel her like he could feel his wolf clawing to get out, but she just wouldn't fully surface in his mind. If he knew what had happened with the vampire tonight, maybe he would be of more help in trying to figure out how to get her back. Waiting around for someone to give them more information was driving him crazy.