Alpha Darius’s POV
"Yes, Alpha."
I continued working while I waited for her to arrive, reviewing the guest list and making notes about which conversations would be most critical for our pack's interests.
The loss of hosting duties would actually change some of my strategic priorities. Instead of playing host and managing the overall event, I would need to focus more on individual relationships and specific negotiations.
But after twenty minutes, Xander returned alone.
"She's not in her room," he reported. "Or anywhere else in the packhouse that we could find."
I looked up from my papers, frowning. "What do you mean, not anywhere?"
"We checked her room, the training areas, the dining hall, the library, even the medical wing. No one has seen her since early this morning."
A cold feel
