Sylas’ POV
Pacing didn’t help, I knew that, yet no matter how hard I tried, I could not stop myself. My steps echoed loudly against the polished marble floors of the estate. Each turn I took was tighter than the last, and each breath heavier than it should have been.
For the past hour, I have had my phone pressed tightly against my ears.
“No, that’s not good enough,” I snapped into the phone. “I don’t care how many warehouses you’ve checked, check them all again. Find her.”
There was a pause as I listened to my lieutenant ramble on about another excuse on why he had not yet found my mate.
“Do you want me to remind you what happens when you fail me?” I asked through gritted teeth.
He didn’t wait for an answer before ending the call, the silence that followed was one of the most unb
