LEO'S POV.
The storm outside matched the chaos in my head perfectly. Rain hammered against the windows, the wind howling loudly outside. I sat in my office, slumped in my chair with my elbows on the desk and my hands gripping my hair by it's root. Isabel was still gone. I’d searched every inch of the territory and beyond, but there was still no trace of her. The more days passed, the more I was slowly beginning to loose hope of ever finding her.
The emptiness she left behind felt like a hole in my chest, growing bigger by the second. At this point I was physically struggling to breathe. I don't even want to think about what would happen if I have to go without her in my life for one more day. This is already enough torture for one man. I don't know if I can take anymore.
A knock on the
