Liam's POV

Rage was restless, pacing in my head. "Could you stop that? I already have enough going on without you giving me a headache," I scolded my wolf.

"Go check on our mate. She’s not okay. I can feel it, and I don’t like it," Rage muttered.

"What’s wrong, Rage? Is she alright?"

"I feel her pain. She’s not fine," my wolf whimpered.

I shot out of my office and ran to my room. Whatever had happened to Macy was affecting my wolf deeply.

When I entered the room, it was dark. The lights were off, and the curtains were closed.

Her scent lingered everywhere, telling me she was...