Drake's Pov
I end the call with Nicole and place my phone down slowly, my mind already spinning with questions. Nicole's voice had been frantic, laced with fear. Her mother, Ciara, was missing. She had gone out for a walk after dinner, Nicole said, and hours later, there was still no sign of her.
I turn towards my desk, reaching out to Aiden through mind link. I need to get Aiden involved, to coordinate the search. But before I can even open the link, the office door burst open with a loud bang, startling me.
Aiden rushes in, his breathing is shallow, his chest rising and falling rapidly, the effort of his urgency evident. Hair, once neatly styled, now fell out of place, clinging to damp skin. His face was flushed with urgency. "Drake!" he calls out, not even bothering to close the door
