ELIAS'S POV

It had been three days since Noah left to find Daisy. Three long days of lying to the pack about where their Alpha had gone.

I stood on the porch of the pack house, watching the younger wolves play in the yard. They were laughing and wrestling like normal pups, but I could see the worry in their eyes. They knew something was wrong, even if they didn't know what.

"Beta Elias," a voice said behind me.

I turned to see Marcus, one of the pack elders, walking up the steps. His gray hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and his weathered face looked serious.

"Marcus," I...