One hundred and four.

Irina’s POV

I look between Kendra and the dead witch, in the moment, I had absolutely no idea what to do, it was times like these that I missed Raine, she would know exactly what we should do. Kendra continued to sob, and I knew it wouldn’t be long until the witch was found, until my identity was discovered and then we would all be screwed. I was wolfless, I couldn't go up against the humans.

“Irina please say something! What do we do?” She lets the gun fall to the floor with a loud clatter as she moves towards the witch.

“Don’t touch her” I mutter, trying to think of what Raine would tell me. "We can’t leave our prints behind, we have to make sure everything remains the same, like we were never here!"

“Then what do we do?”

“We do nothing, we go back to yours and pretend we have been there all day.”

She nods her head at me, “Can’t you make it look like a wolf got her?”

“Kendra, I can’t shift remember! Now grab your gun and come on.” I pull on her arm, carefully looking through the bea