Carlisle's POV
I was pacing in my office when I felt it.
Searing pain filled my head and my arm felt like someone just snapped it. What the hell?
Blithe.
I let out a roar of anger and slammed my fist down onto my desk, breaking it in half. I mean, my mate was in trouble.
The rogues had gotten her.
"Ian!" I yelled out.
Within a matter of seconds, Ian was by my side.
"Yes Alpha Nestor?"
"The rogues have Blithe. I need you to contact my father and also the Moonstone pack. I want them all here by tonight." I ordered, breathing heavily.
The Moonstone pack a neighboring pack who we helped out in the past. I knew they had a great tracking team, so getting them to help us would mean a lot.
Ian quickly nodded his head and exited the room.
My father.
This was his entire fault.
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