Zayn Chaos
I have almost flipped every place I could think of, even the neighboring packs, but found no traces of her.
I searched through forests and riversides, overturned stones in caves, questioned every whisper of a rumor. I pored over books about cursed children until my eyes blurred, reaching out to witches who looked at me with pity or fear. None of it led me to her. Not even a single trail of where she could be.
And every day without her gnawed at me like an open wound.
I arrived back at the pack with a weary heart, patience stretched so thin it felt like it could snap at the smallest tug. The Luna pressed harder every day, insisting I find a mate and prepare to take full control of the pack. She repeated that without a Luna beside me I could never truly lead. But she did not u
