RAFAEL'S POV
"Why the f**k did you let her go?" Ace was prowling. He's mad. Upset at me... I needed to remind him that she helped us. I know he's raging to tear her apart-to break her again and again.
He was a young cub, and I was a young boy.
"She helped us, Ace. This is the least favor we could do," I mumbled with a tone of finality.
It's been a minute, and yet I haven't seen her. I down the cold coffee, eating the meal she prepared. Striding into the kitchen, the house was oddly quiet.
I'm an Alpha. I know when something is not right, and I know my instincts never lie.
"LILA?" I called, walking to her room.
One knock. Two. Three. No response. I pushed the door open to find an empty room.
The f**k? The front door was still very much locked and intact. Must have been the back doo
