Dane'S POV
"I need you to track someone." I stepped into Tyson's home.
My wolf paced relentlessly within me.
Tyson chuckled, slouching lazily on his couch. "Who has gotten on the Alpha's bad side?"
"This is no time for jokes," I roared.
Tyson's head tilted, his face studying me for a moment. His smile vanished.
"Who is it?"
"Aurelia."
"What?" His brows creased. "Why?"
"Just do as I f*****g said."
"No no…" Tyson stood, hands raised in the air, stepping in front of me. "Not until I know what happened."
"She's in f*****g danger yet you're asking me questions?"
"Then let her fiancé take care of it." Tyson yelled back. His tone softening on realization. "You've been acting crazy as of lately, but their wedding is less than four days away."
He sighed. "You know the media is like a s
