Frank
A sharp prodding against my shoulder pulled me from the restless half-sleep I’d fallen into. My eyes snapped open to see George, the platoon leader I’d brought along for protection, standing over me. His face was shadowed in the faint light of the campfire. But I could see the seriousness in his expression.
“What is it?” I asked groggily while rubbing my face as I sat up. My muscles ached from the night spent under the open sky with my men. But George’s grim posture sent a surge of alertness through me.
“Alpha…” he began hesitantly. “Miss Katie is missing.”
His words jolted me awake like a bucket of ice water. “What do you mean she’s missing?” I demanded.
George glanced around. His unease was so clear. “She wasn’t in her tent this morning. We’ve searched the camp and the immedia
