Chapter 32

• Izzy’s P.O.V.
• So far no one else has shown up at the cottage and I start to wonder if someone ever will. Every night I hear Grace cussing and swearing as another day ends without anyone knocking on the door.
• My eyes are starting to close as I smell a familiar scent and I shoot up straight. We are not close enough to our Pack-borders for me to smell anyone from our Pack. Evie is pacing in my head, she knows the smell is from someone we know and it irritates the both of us that we can’t put a name to it.