Michael’s POV
Knock, knock.
I was in the middle of a weekly video conference with The Shadow Crown Pack's management when Erich appeared at the door, looking anxious.
“Michael, I’m sorry to interrupt, but there’s an emergency.”
I knew Erich well—he was always methodical and composed. He wouldn’t interrupt unless it was something truly urgent.
I looked at the screen, where the members of The Shadow Crown Pack’s management had stopped speaking. “Let’s wrap up today’s meeting here. Please send me a report of your updates via email.”
With that, I ended the video call immediately.
“Michael, the hospital just called. Miss Nicole is missing.”
I shot up from my chair. “What do you mean, missing?” I roared.
“I’ve already assigned more personnel to review all the hospital’s surveillance foo
