Caught in hell

That night I had trouble sleeping. I tossed and turned many times. When I came back from Kira’s house, I had asked Red to look for her somehow. I wondered if it would be possible for him to find her the way he always finds me. He, of course, refused that and told me that it was different for us. Because of the contract. I knew that to some extent but wouldn’t there be a way? Like her scent? After that he had complained that he was a demon and not a werewolf. If he was a werewolf, he might have been able to find her using her scent alone. I had a hard time even imagining werewolves being real.

In the end, he promised to send a few of his subordinates in search for her, assuring me that she was probably out getting some air and would be back at her house. I tried to believe him but he didn’t see her the way I did. I know her and for her to act hostile would mean that she is genuinely very troubled.

I sigh as I fiddle with my sheets. Come on. Fall asleep.

I close my eyes. I wonder if I s