Chapter 55

My head throbbed even more as Macey watched me with worry, and she came over to me and prodded the bump on my head with her finger. Which only made it hurt more with her attempt to examine it.

“It’s o my bleeding a little; I bet it hurts,” she said, poking it again.

I laughed, which caused me to clutch my head in pain. “Ah, yeah, because you keep poking it,” I responded. “Sh*t! Sorry,” she chuckled and stopped.

“Maybe you should shift; it may help heal it a little quicker?” Macey offered. That was the last thing I wanted to do. It always seemed like too much effort these days to shift, and I hated my wolf form, it made me feel weak. I tired quickly and didn’t want to spend the rest of the day like a zombie because I shifted for a meager bump to the head.

“Maybe later, we still have heaps of work today, oh the morgue. Was it Emily?” I asked her. With everything going on, I forgot to ask her.

“No, it was some homeless woman. She must have stolen some of Emily’s clothes. I recognized the tie-dyed shin, but it wasn’t her,” Macey told me, and I let out a breath of relief. Thank the heavens. However, it still left me wondering what happened to her and what was happening in this city. So many people were missing, and I was beginning to worry something bigger was going on that we weren’t aware of or grasping fully.

Murders were rare, disappearances rarer in this city, yet multiple have happened in the last few weeks. More problematic was the amount of forsaken trying to get into the city. What were they running from? They mostly stayed away. Lately, there have been repeated attempts to breach the city’s borders. Also, even the forsaken that had been tagged and tracked had gone missing without a trace.