I tucked both of my lips between my teeth, pressing them together. I knew what the right thing to do was, or at least the school-right thing to do. But my heart was telling me something different. I knew what I would want, if someone came across my in the same situation.

I shook my head. "No way," I promised. "Actually— do you want help looking? You could tell me what she looks like, where she likes to go. We could split up, cover more ground." I could morph into a wolf and try to track her scent, I didn't add.