Chapter 335 Night on the Ledge

Third–person POV

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Meanwhile, Alpha Henry doubled the search party and sent more men combing the mountain while he personally led a contingent down to the cliff base.

Barry followed, silently praying to the Moon Goddess that Ms. Mary was safe–if she wasn’t, Alpha might actually snap.

Hundreds of werewolves spread out beneath the cliff, searching in the dark. As Alpha Henry imagined worst–case scenarios, a cold weight settled in his chest.

No. It can’t be. Aubrey can’t just be gone. She has to be up on the mountain somewhere- maybe in a cave, waiting for him. It has to be that way.

Aubrey sat on the ledge, listening to the wind scream by. She knew the ravine wind was fierce because the gap between the peaks was narrow; even if Alpha Henry pinpointed her position, no aircraft would be able to land. For a moment she felt utterly cornered.

she hadn’t–now she faced a slow, creeping death, and that filled her with a fierce will to

she would do whatever it took

looking for a spot sheltered from the wind, when the stone under her moved–barely perceptible, but

with a dry rustle. Aubrey froze, holding her breath. The slab she sat on must

inch by inch. When her back finally rested against the wall,


Darkness. Solitude. Precariousness.

she were at the edge of the sky or at the end

where the slab met the cliff and tinked as they hit

hearing, usually a gift, became a curse–she could so clearly hear the sound of

hours, maybe in a

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