Killian Draven
As I headed out of my office, I buried the conversation with Victor deep in the back of my mind, never to surface again. My only thought was of my omega, and that's exactly who I began searching for. The weight of the day's events meant nothing compared to my need to see her, to hold her.
I ran into Calla, the head maid, in the hallway. She tried to stop me, stepping forward with that familiar look of someone who had a dozen things to discuss.
"Alpha, may I have—"
"Where is my omega?" I interrupted her, impatience clear in my voice.
Calla blinked a few times, clearly taken aback by my abrupt manner. Then she composed herself and answered, "She was last seen in the gardens, Alpha Killian."
I nodded and wasted no time walking past her, but then stopped as a thought occu
