Lowell suddenly feels it — a sharp pull deep inside his chest, like something is slipping from his grasp. His breath catches. His heart pounds in confusion. He glances at Nathan, his voice urgent and low.
“We have to leave. Now.”
Nathan doesn’t question it. He only nods, his eyes filled with concern. He turns to the Alphas and Betas still gathered around the long table.
“My apologies… we need to leave,” Nathan says quickly, bowing his head.
The men nod in understanding, sensing something serious. Lowell doesn’t waste another second. He strides out, his pace hurried but controlled. Nathan matches his steps.
As soon as they are seated in the car, Lowell grips the steering wheel tightly. His hands tremble. He stares straight ahead, his thoughts racing.
“I can’t feel her,” he mutters, mo
