Damian's POV:
"Any luck yet?" I asked Bishop. He walked up to me, shaking his head slowly. By the look on his face alone, I knew he didn't have a positive response for me.
"Nothing. No one saw her leave, no one knows where she went, nothing."
"Not even her maid?"
"We found her passed out. She must have been drugged."
I ran my fingers through my hair, a heavy sigh leaving my lips. What is going on? First Isabella was poisoned. And we still haven't been able to figure out who it was, and now she's gone missing , her maid drugged and knocked out. I don't know what to do anymore.
No one in the entire pack house agreed to seeing her leave, or seeing anything out of the blue.
"We keep searching." I said to Bishop. "She's not gone, I just know it."
"Of course." He replied.
My head i
