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The teen jumped a bit in surprise as a cold, wet nose brushed against his hand and almost pulled away. Jonah had never been much of an animal person, especially not after what had happened to his parent. Not only were the scars on his arm still visible after all those years, but the mental wounds would never heal over. He was able to r'emain still, though, reminding himself that Michaline wasn't going to attack him. At least, he didn't think she would. Either way, this was his best bet of finding Morgan. He could stifle his fears for her sake if nothing else.

Jonah's heart gave a tremendous leap when the wolf picked up on his sister's scent. Unfortunately, suspicion came right after. There was no way finding his sister could be this easy. The Old one had already proven what she was capable of. He glanced at the woman in red. What if it was a trick? What if he was walking right into a trap and he would be the next to be puished? But then again, what if it was Morgan? His sister could be right within his grasp, and choosing not to go after her could very well be the same as letting her slip away. He'd have to take the risk, just in case. He had to be sure.

Sighing in defeat, he turned to Kurt. "You alright to keep going?" He'd hate to leave the detective behind, but that might just be what he had to do if the older man wasn't fit to continue. And if they found Morgan, chances were good that they'd find Sam, too. Either way, Jonah intended to follow Michaline's lead.