THIRD POV.
"Are saying he didn't tell you where he was going?"
Alpha Lucien asked the group of guards positioned at the border of his pack, standing and staring questioningly at them with his arms folded across his chest.
"No, Alpha, he just passed right by us and walked off without a single word," one of the men answered, and the young Alpha felt his worry grow even more.
"Did he pack? Did he have any bags with him or anything like that?"
Alpha Lucien asked. The guards looked at each other for any information before turning back to their Alpha, shaking their heads.
"No, Alpha. He wasn't carrying anything with him," one of the men, Randy, said on behalf of all. Then he remembered something else—something he hadn't taken to mean anything at first but now found himself questioning.
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