Anxiety hung heavy in Gabriel’s office, and Lila’s absence was felt in every corner. The old wooden desk, a legacy of Alpha leaders, had never witnessed its current owner this distraught. Gabriel ran a hand through his tousled dark hair. His jawline clenched with worry. Gabriel often sat behind this desk, facing threats, challenges, and losses. He remembered times when he and Lila had used this desk for many things... His mind trailed off. He was worried he would never see or touch her again, and it broke his heart into a million pieces.
Matthew, the pack’s Beta, quickly typed away on his phone, sending messages to allied packs. The situation’s stress carved deep lines into his forehead. “I’m sending out word to the neighboring packs.”
Thomas stood up suddenly, his chair scraping the sto
