ALPHA XAVIER POV

By morning, the group was already assembled before I was even out of bed. Valerian had requested twenty trackers, but word of Isabel’s disappearance had spread, and many more had volunteered. It was clear that the people of Wolfshade had come to care deeply for her.

"Good morning, everyone. My wife Isabel is missing. I’m not sure how long she’s been gone, but we need to find her," I announced, my voice steady but urgent. I had Marita distribute some of Isabel’s clothing to the trackers, most of whom were werewolves and could use their keen sense of smell to aid in the search. "Find her, but...