Ace's POV
My gaze lingered on Ovelia's wound, watching as the stitches strained against skin that was healing too quickly. She shouldn't be recovering this fast... The thought coiled in my mind like smoke—proof of the other soul dwelling within her.
Ray's voice pulled me back. "Ann and I split up to gather intel more efficiently." he said, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. "I tracked down those merchants we saw earlier—the ones whispering about bandits. Turns out they're victims themselves." His fingers tapped restlessly against his thigh. "They revealed robberies at Thunoa Village over the past month.
"A month?" The words tasted like rust in my mouth. My wolf bristled under my skin. "You're certain?" .
"Absolutely," Ray replied earnestly. "Some victims stayed in Thunoa Village; others have been recovering here in Meadowlark Village."
