Jenny

Chapter 5 - Dustin's POV

Dustin rubbed his face in frustration. He and his beta had finally gotten on the plane to head to the Moon Stone Pack for the annual gala. They had been late leaving due to a new installment in the case of the missing girl from his pack. By an act of the moon goddess, the bastard had left a finger print on the head board of the child's bed and just today, they got a match.

Edward Pratt had had a history with the law, well not obeying it. There were multiple assault charges, some speeding tickets, and he had been charged with sexual assault, but they were eventually dropped. What the human police didn't know was that this man was also a rogue werewolf, kicked out of his pack due to his inability to follow the pack rules. The police were looking further into the man and trying, desperately, to locate him.

In the past week, Dustin's father, Hunter, had informed him that Alpha James and Luna Adella had found a girl just five years ago that they believed had been kidnapped. She being the only one in a long string of other kidnappings, that had been found. Dustin was hoping she had some memory of when she was taken or if anything she remembers could help them find Winnie. She was only eight.

"If you keep thinking that hard, you're going to get a headache," his beta, Logan said. His best friend was lounging next to him, looking completely relaxed. Dustin rolled his eyes.

"Do you think that girl knows something?" Dustin asked.

"What girl? About what?"

"The girl the Clarks found. Do you think she knows anything that could help us find Winnie?" Did he really have to spell it out?

"Oh, yeah, I don't know. I think if she did know something, she probably would have said it by now," Logan moved to his bag, pulling out head phones. Dustin was annoyed, he couldn't be serious?

"How can you be so relaxed right now? This whole thing is driving me insane, we shouldn't even be going to this idiotic gala. They could have just sent the papers," Dustin felt like he was going to blow a fuse. His wolf had been restless since the kidnapping. Winnie was an adorable red headed girl who loved to draw flowers with chalk. The Puckett family lived next door to his parents' house. They were a sweet bunch that liked to send their daughter over with cookies, another thing Winnie liked to do was bake.

"This case is all we've been talking about. Yes, it's great we got a finger print and know who took her, but that's it. We don't have anything else. When we learn more maybe we can put more together. Until then, I'm taking a nap." Logan got comfortable in his plane seat and closed his eyes, but Dustin couldn't let it go. The night of the kidnapping he had been right there, asleep in his old bedroom. His dad had called him over to go over pack stuff late, he ended up staying the night.

None of it really made sense. Girls from ages eight to ten, never younger, never older, had been kidnapped periodically for years. All of them werewolves. Somehow, someone got into the pack lines, grabbed the child without leaving any evidence, not even a scent, and got out, but this time there was a finger print. The man was a criminal, but there was no indication that he was a pedophile. Was he just the kidnapper? Maybe he delivered the child to someone else. Human sex traffickers used that same tactic.

Then there was this Jenny girl. Showed up out of nowhere with injuries and severe malnutrition. From what Dustin gathered, she had had it rough. The man that had taken her had been a monster and kept her for eight years before she escaped. There's no way someone recovers from that. She was probably some shut in and had no social skills. He felt bad for her. But if she remembered anything that could help, he would happily take the information. Dustin couldn't ignore the guilt that squeezed his heart. He had been right there.