CHAPTER 35
Azreal’s POV
“Lucien!” I barked at him. He looked at me, and bowed his head.
“Alpha” he protested, but swallowed his words.
Bile rose in my throat. A mix of anger and rage pooled in my chest. Lucien found Elodie, then missed her immediately. I clenched my fist and raised my hands to hit the door.
He flinched but kept his gaze down.
Micheal reappeared, the bruise on his head slowly healing.
“Any news?” He asked, clearly disinterested in the conversation.
I glared at him, my face taking in his displeasure.
He smiled at me, speaking softly. “I have found her at last,” he smirked, moving towards me steadily.
“Can we please take a break?” he rolled his eyes. My wolf growled, hoping to bare my fangs at his throat—but I held still, clearly ignoring his gaze as the slit
