Marcus felt his anxiety grew with each passing day without any news of Thessalia. He had searched tirelessly for any sign of her, but all his efforts had come up empty.
He was consumed with guilt and regret, wishing he had done more to protect her and prevent this from happening. The weight of responsibility as the Alpha of his pack was heavy on his shoulders, and he knew that he needed to find her soon, for the sake of his own pack and for Thessalia herself.
He had even enlisted the help of his most trusted pack members, but they too had failed to find any clues as to her whereabouts.
As the days turned into a week, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread settle in his gut. What if something terrible had happened to her? What if he never saw her again? He knew he had to keep searc
