48. What does he Look Like?

Ivy

"Why do you all look so surprised? All of your senses are quite keen since you are werewolves, no?" Renard winks.

"Yeah, we can track pretty well, but we can't sniff out a missing person out of thin air," Ryder comments.

"And that's why it's a special talent for Renard," Alexei chimes in.

Renard chuckles at Ryder's remark, his amusement evident. "Indeed, werewolves have heightened senses, but my talent goes beyond that."

"How so?" Ryder looks at him curiously.

"I can look into people's minds and see their memories. Maybe I can see a memory about Alice and locate her scent," Renard says.

"How are you supposed to do that? Oh, Alexei! You knew Alice, right? Renard can look into your memory!" I exclaim.

"Eh, not really. I saw her once or twice. It's not like she belonged to my pack," Alexei says, shrugging.

I groan. "Then how is he supposed to..."

"Hold on," Ryder interrupts me. "We don't have to ask anyone, Ivy. You are Esther."

I look at him with confusion. "Huh?"

"You are Esther, r