It's been more than twelve hours since Phoebe was kidn*pped but Matthew still hasn't stopped searching for her.
"Keep on searching!" Matthew commands his royal pack. They were in the part of the forest where he last felt his mate. He is still half naked and barefooted, only wearing black baggy pants.
There were traces of fighting in the area. There are claw marks, and drops of blood that they couldn’t figure out who’s because there was something that hindered their senses. Trees, bushes, and plants were broken. Matthew knew that his mate didn’t let those f*ckers easy.
"D*mn!" His wolf curses. Their eyes are glowing, indicating that his wolf is using his full power to search for their mate. “All I could sense was the witch's leftover markings. F*ck!” They are apprehensive and wouldn’t ca
