My feet tap about as I pace the whole room thinking. I can't sleep, I can't close my eyes. She is everywhere I go.

The garden, our room, the lake, dining room, every fucking where. It's driving me nuts.

Not knowing what is happening to her is scary, is she okay? Tortured? Did she find the innocent soul?

Different questions race's through my mind every fucking second, and it's driving me insane.

Three fucking days. It's been three whole torturous days. I haven't slept or eaten. I don't deserve to, not when my mate is out there in pain all because I wanted to make her happy.

Yes, it was...