“Why the hell didn’t you go after her?” my voice cracked through the air, louder than I meant, but I didn’t care. My hands slammed down on Shaun’s desk hard enough that the ink bottle rattled. We had moved inside to his office, but Shaun didn’t even flinch. He stood stiff, shoulders squared, eyes locked on me with that Alpha weight he carried like a second skin.
“Because that wasn’t the plan,”
“The plan?” I echoed bitterly. My chuckle hollow. “She is your daughter. She is my mate. She hasn’t come back. The plan doesn’t mean s**t when she is in his hands!” Shaun’s jaw tightened.
“And what would you have had me do? Storm Darkspire? Run in blind? That’s exactly what Thomas wants. He wants us charging at shadows,”
“You seriously aren’t telling me that you just sat here,” I spat out. My c
