I hang up and sigh as I watch the fog roll in lower. I don't mind the cold myself. Actually, my favorite weather is this low fog over the woods. I love running in it when I shift and I can't see ten feet in front of me. It forces me to rely on my other senses so I don't go running right into a tree. I love the feel of the brisk cold in my fur. I love the way fog and rain smells.

I don't mind the cold for myself at all. But there's a girl out there who might be stuck in the cold.

Or at least, I think there's a girl.

About a month ago, my brother micah got mixed up with this dangerous pack from Oregon. It's a long story but my brothers Xander and Aaron and I stormed the place with a lot of help from other packs in our Washington state clan. We rescued micah and his mate, Luna. micah took down the alpha himself. Honestly, good for him. That guy was a psychopath. But a few people scattered into the woods before we could either take them prisoner and let the elders and alphas figure out what to do with them or find them new packs. One of the people who got scattered was Alice.

I don't really know anything about Alice. All I know is she's a young woman who called me to tell me where my brother was held prisoner. She did so at an incredible risk to her own safety. my brother micah and I promised to help her. except...we can't find her.