Alpha Jake’s POV
A scream wakes me, and I jerk upright from my bed.
What was that?
I look over at Blakely beside me, but she isn’t there.
Is she still reading her journals this late at night?
“Blakely? Where are you?”
There is no connection. I cannot even feel her.
I quickly grab my phone off the nightstand and send her a quick text before putting it in my pocket.
Panic starts to burn in my chest, and I jump out of bed to hurry across the hall.
Her scent…it’s weak.
I know she won’t be in there even as I open the door and stand frozen in the doorway.
Something has happened.
Trying to remain calm, I walk over to the couch in front of the fireplace, where the fire has gone out.
Her blanket is folded neatly on the back of the couch and there is a journal on the couch wit
