ALPHA TYSON’S POV.
I was lying on the bed, distracted by my phone. I'd just finished responding to my emails and other messages when I suddenly lowered the phone. Something felt wrong, like someone was in trouble or screaming.
I froze for a moment, thinking that perhaps it was my wolf alerting me for no reason. My wolf and I shared a bond, and sometimes, he would sense things before I did.
“Look, everything is all good,” I whispered softly to him. “Please let me rest.”
Gently, I lowered the phone to the side stool beside me, snuggled myself under the cover of the bed, and closed my eyes to sleep. As the room fell silent, I realized that Elizabeth was not beside me on the bed.
“Elizabeth,” I called out to her, but there was no response. My wolf shook me from my impending sleep, urging
