William’s POV
I sat alone in my chamber, staring at the flickering flame of the candle on the table. My mind was heavy. My patience was thin. For days, there had been no sign of Ella. My best men were out searching, turning the forest upside down, but still… nothing.
Then my phone buzzed.
I picked it up lazily—until I saw the name.
Dominic.
William… I want to see Ella. Now. Or are you hiding something from me?
I froze.
The words repeated in my head again and again.
He knows.
He doesn’t have proof yet—but he knows.
“Damn it!” I shouted and hurled the phone against the wall. It smashed into pieces, glass and plastic scattering across the floor.
I stood up, pacing the room like a wolf losing its mind.
What do I tell him now? What can I say?!
Do I lie?
Do I stall?
Do I pretend s
