Back to the pack

For two days now, we've been on the search for my mother. 

But it's nothing fruitful has been forthcoming. 

We had no lead concerning the search, but David has the belief that she'll be found, and that belief is what's leading us blindly as we tried to search for my mother.

And also prepare for the burial ceremony of the Alpha and Luna. 

At first, David didn't want to tell me about their deaths for fear of making me worry about my mother, but he eventually did.

And he did that when he ran out of excuses to give whenever I ask of his parents.

"Any lead?" I hastily stood from the chair I'm sitting on.

"None, but Sam has this idea that she might have been taken to a packhouse." He sits on the chair and urged me to do so.

"Why do you think she was taken to the packhouse?" I raised a brow at him.