I only see blood in front of me. I want to tear up limb by limb from the one who dared to kidnap Angel. Whether it was Brady or anyone else, I won't have any pity. Just as I felt that Angel was starting to forgive me, this had to happen.
I've run every mile in this pack, I've run miles out of the pack, and nothing, not even a trace or a clue to where Angel was taken. This is the work of professionals, but I don't understand why Angel.
“Son, come to my office. We already know who took Angel. we have to prepare. This is not going to stop there.”
My father contacts me through mindlink, and I have to obey him, even though I know that Angel may be a few steps ahead of me.
I sigh and run back to the house, leaving the warriors to continue their search.
As soon as my father sees me, he tells
