Alpha Doyle
The two girls had been gone too long.
At first, I had tried to convince myself there was nothing to worry about. They were probably talking, taking their time, or had gotten distracted on the way back.
But the longer they stayed away, the more unsettled my wolf became.
I glanced across the room at Sean and caught his attention with a small nod.
“Come on.”
Sean immediately followed me as we slipped out of the room and headed down the corridor.
“Something wrong?” he asked.
“They’ve been gone too long,” I replied. “I want to check on them.”
Sean didn’t argue.
He knew better than anyone that when it came to my mate and my daughters, my instincts were rarely wrong.
We had barely rounded the corner when the sound of shouting reached us.
My wolf surged forward.
Then I saw
