Two weeks later, I still hadn't heard from Amara. I texted her, apologized, tried to explain where I was coming from countless times but no response. I didn't think I would but I missed her. In such a short time she'd had a great impact on my life.
After witnessing my wolf and knowing that a lot of people had seen me —a lot of people who could be working with Haworth, or tell the ECU about me—Finn kept me in his headquarters all day long, never allowing me to even eat lunch without someone nearby. It made him feel safer, like, if his guards were there, Haworth had no chance to hurt me if he wanted to, but that was just because he hadn't seen that man in person. If he had, he'd have known that no amount of guards would stop him. It was a miracle he hadn't found me yet. The only thing that made sense was that he wasn't looking for me; otherwise I'd have been in his clutches by now.
There were no friendly faces in these offices. Nobody talked to me.
