Fenris
Fenris’s Private Villa
Isla Lobo, Panama
Time Until the Eclipse: 30 Days
Shit. s**t. s**t!
I knew without a shadow of a doubt that Celeste was gone, that she’d been taken from me. Her presence remained close, then was only a distant pinprick. If we weren’t fated mates, I wouldn’t have felt her at all. Even now, I couldn’t begin to guess where she was. It took all my strength to keep my wolf from springing free, an angry, snarling beast insistent that his mate was in danger. The only thing stronger than his rage was my fear that he was right.
Still, snarling at Val or biting at Walter would get me no closer to Celeste. I’d roused Walter at once, just as I’d told my mate I would, and Walter was already on the phone with Delila Devins. The trick would be convincing the persnicket
