366 The tins.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
366\u2013The Liars\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, someone from this pack told me that maybe, just maybe, there is a woman somewhere in one of the near -falling packs who has been a victim. They said they are not certain, but they heard about it briefly, and then never really heard anyone talk about it again, so it seems like a distant memory,\u201d Ron explained to me as he returned from the Alpha\u2019s mansion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This time, I did not even go inside. We had been to many packs in a single day, and at this poin hear another Alpha tell us that it was probably just a rumor that there had been a witness or a sa\u00a0<\/p>\n
not\u00a0<\/p>\n
They only said that maybe somebody saw the monster and reported it once, but that person was no longer alive, so there was no living witness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDid they give you the pack\u2019s name where they think the woman stays?\u201d I asked Ron, and he handed me a small piece of paper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at it and began to wonder where I had heard this name before.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should go now,\u201d I told him, suggesting it almost like a request.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, I had already noticed that he was ready to retire for the night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMadeline, it\u2019s almost seven p.m. Your kids will be waiting for you,\u201d Ron remarked, turning his head toward me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His hand rested on the steering wheel, but he had not started driving yet, as if he were still waiting for me to approve of retiring.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey have their father and Yuvonne, but Gina is all by herself. Please, let\u2019s go and still look for answers. I want to speak with this old lady,\u201d I urged him, and he finally gave in, nodding his head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I anxiously waited for him to start the engine, and he did, but we had not even hit the road when his phone started to ring again. His phone had been left on the dashboard when he went inside to speak with the Alpha.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had seen Yuvonne call him multiple times. However, I forgot to inform him because I had been so focused on waiting for him to tell me if there was any good news.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Yuvonne has been blowing up your phone. Please respond to her. I guess she\u2019s worried. And I also want to speak with my children for a bit,\u201d I requested Ron.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He nodded his head and picked up her call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Earlier that day, she had informed us that she had booked a motel room for my family. That me at ease, because if they were away from that mountain top, I would be able to look for Gina more comfortably.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At this point, it had been days, so despite wanting to go and be with Bodhi and Elara, I could not. Even though I knew that hugging them and holding them in my arms would calm this vulnerable mother I had become, I still could not go.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d Ron\u2019s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned in my seat to watch his face with concern.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI hope everything is okay,\u201d I told him softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
300\u2013Tholics\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
He continued speaking with her on the call, and the way he looked made my anxiety grow. He seemed tense and shocked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t sound well. You should have informed ine before. Gosh,\u201d Ron replied, not raising his voice, but sounding disappointed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is going on?\u201d I asked him again, rubbing my hands anxiously.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, okay. Yeah, I\u2019ll inform Madeline,\u201d he said as he ended the call and turned to look at m\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is going on? What did she say? Is everything okay? Are my children okay?\u201d I pressed hi\u00a0<\/p>\n
tions.\u00a0<\/p>\n
From the look on his face, it seemed like I was asking the right questions, because he looked deeply concerned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYuvonne said that ever since she came to the motel, Baxter had left,\u201d Ron told me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart began to miss beats, one after another.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean by that? Where did he go?\u201d I asked Ron, my eyes fixed on his face as I tried to steady my breathing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said he wanted to go and call his friends to ask them about the witness who had seen the monster, the one who had once faced it. Then he told the motel manager to inform Yuvonne that he was going to get a job on the border or something, but he hasn\u2019t come back yet,\u201d Ron explained.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter\u2019s disappearance did not seem normal to me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I forced myself to nod my head, trying to come up with an excuse that would put me at ease more than anyone else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yeah, maybe he did go to get the job, remember? Of course you don\u2019t,\u201d I said, smiling anxiously and slapping my forehead. \u201cYou weren\u2019t there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could tell that Ron was watching me from the side, as if he understood that I was already panicking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo he has talked about getting a job on the border quite literally so many times,\u201d I added, laughing and shaking my head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But he did not look satisfied with my response.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat border? And what job?\u201d he questioned, raising his eyebrow at me that already g\u00a0<\/p>\n
attack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
366 The tins.\u00a0 +25 Bonus\u00a0 366\u2013The Liars\u00a0 Madeline:\u00a0 \u201cOkay, someone from this pack told me that maybe, just maybe, there […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[24],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19567","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-no-daddy-novel-by-novelnozi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19567","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19567"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19567\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19735,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19567\/revisions\/19735"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19567"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19567"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19567"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}