“Where is Jessica?” Jacob asked.

I chugged the remains of my coffee and placed the empty mug in the sink the next morning. “She’s still upstairs sleeping. Did you find anything last night?”

Jacob leaned against the doorframe and wiped at his sleepy eyes. He looked rough from his lack of sleep, even for a werewolf. “Yeah, we chased the wolf’s scent. It went all the way to Covington and then it disappeared. We began to run out of time so we came back. The boys wanted ...