_Kayden’s POV_

The pack house felt empty. It was too quiet...too still. Every corner reminded me of Leah. Her scent lingered in the halls. It clung to the walls. It followed me wherever I went. And every step I took without her felt wrong.

Leo paced inside me like a caged beast. We should already have found her.

“I know,” I whispered.

Hours had passed since she was taken. Hours that felt like years. My warriors were searching everywhere; the borders, forests, roads and old buildings. But they had found nothing.

There was no sign of Leah.

Fear sat heavy in my chest. It pressed down harder every time I...