Abel
The motel room had become my temporary command center, complete with laptop, files, and the persistent smell of mildew that no amount of air freshener could mask. Three days I'd been here, watching Millicent work herself to the bone while my wolf clawed at my insides, desperate to protect our pregnant mate.
I dialed Camden's number, needing to check in with the real world beyond this small town that had become my entire focus.
"How long are you planning to stay there?" Camden asked without preamble when he answered.
"As long as it takes. I found her, and the situation is worse than I thought."
"Worse how?"
I moved to the window, watching the quiet street below. "She's five months pregnant, Camden. Five months along with my child and working three jobs because her mother is dying
