Ronan’s POV
I would say that I had searched enough for her, but that was not going to do justice when it came to searching for my mate. It felt like a piece of me was broken and detached from me. Waking up each day felt like a chore, and going to bed became one of the hardest things to ever happen to me. As the new moon approached, my wolf got even more desperate to see her. The pain was immeasurable. I let out a breath as I sat down on the seat in the pack court where I had gathered some of the pack elders and a few of the older witches.
I needed to address this once and for all. The guards that I had sent out to search every single house in the pack had came back with nothing with them. Alana was not in the pack. I tried to consider the possibility that she had died, but I doubted that
