Walking forward, I pass our mate off to Torben and motion down the hall. "The last room on the right is the cleanest. I set it up for us to sleep there."
Glancing over at Khal as he joins us, I motion back the way he came. "Can you hunt for our girl? She hasn't eaten since we left Blackmore."
Khal looks in the direction he just came from and nods. "Anything specific?"
"No. We'll get her to shift so she can eat as her wolf." Especially since we don't want to start a fire and alert anything that may be lurking.
"I'll see what I can find. I may have to go further away to find life."
"Do what you have to. Worst case, Easton will burn the town to the ground to protect her."
Khal nods to himself and turns on his heels before leaving.
Watching him walk away, my eyes return to the journal in my hands.
I headto the office close to the room where Feray and Torben are obviously mating. The soft sounds of her moans and the slaps of flesh on flesh distract me from the book I need to be reading.
Easton watches me as I open the book on the tabletop and start flipping through the pages.
Feray is somewhere in the twenty-four to twenty-six-year-old range, so I find the years that match that assumption. Hundreds of names are listed—births and deaths all in their columns.
The mention of Anastasia being pregnant catches my attention.
"What was the name Feray's mom had used? Was it Anastasia?" I pause, looking up at Easton.
"Yeah, that was the name mentioned. With an Ivan as the mate. Is he mentioned?"
Easton moves closer, and my finger slides across the page to the mate's name.
There it is. Ivan.
"Yes, both names are mentioned."
"So we're on the right track, then." Easton looks at the book upside down, staring at the two names we were hoping to find.
"Appears so..." I pause, looking at the names, then flip through further pages. "But look here..."
I point to a notation that the child was lost.
"Do you think that was staged?" Easton starts pacing, pondering what we just saw.
"Maybe. Especially if they were trying to hide who they were. Could have been a survival thing."
Shrugging, I stare at the ledger and wonder what actually happened.
"But if they were trying to hide who they were, why did they join a pack? If it was me, I would have gone to a place like Briarvale, where it's mixed species and not just my kind."
Easton makes a valid point—one that offers more questions than answers.
Shaking my head, I look through the lists further. "There were several losses that year." I point to at least six other losses the same year.
The other losses cause me to search my memories. "The water could have been contaminated. Perhaps the council did it."
Cursing under my breath, the thought crosses my mind. "What if Blackmore experienced the same loss?"
Looking up, Easton's eyes ignite at the question.
"There's no way to find out without raising suspicion." He rubs his hands through his hair roughly. "I'll have one of the first years at the hospital inquire."
