Tobias

Three months, three long months without her, without touching her milky skin, without smelling her intoxicating scent, three months of nothing but anger and darkness. Three months of sleeping in shitty motels while we traveled around looking for her only to come up empty. No word from her, not even to tell us she was okay. Nothing but deafening silence through the bond. So silent it was chilling trying to pull anything from it.

Was this some sick punishment from her? Could she not feel us either? Feel our desperation and longing for her? My father went in the opposite direction to us, searching for his mate just like...