“I didn’t ask-“
“I don’t care, Torben. I am helping you find my daughter whether you want help or not,” Wyatt growls. “I am speaking as a father and not an alpha at the moment. You will understand in a few months.”
“I understand now,” I look at Lenore’s picture.
“Have you called your cousin yet?” He asks.
“No, you were the first call I made,” I reply.
“Well, I better go and get everyone ready. Keep me informed, please,” he pleads.
“Of course,” I whisper, and he hangs up. I sit quietly for a moment and pinch the bridge of my nose. There is a knock on the door, and Garth barges in with my mother behind him.
“The trail went cold,” He announces. “But I told the trackers to keep trying.”
