ALPHA LINCOLN'S POV

Never stopped counting how long I lost Montana. Two years since she left and no one has heard about her.

I had asked almost all the packs I knew for any information or whispers, but there was none. It was like she was dead or a ghost.

I never stopped looking for her until the day she walked back into my life.

Like she had told me before that I should not look for her and when she wants to be found she would be.

But I wanted to find her sooner because waiting was so painful.

My warriors at the border had mind linked me, providing...