Chapter 11
Zaccheus's chest was pounding, and he felt a wave of anguish that wasn't his washing over him as he climbed the stairs to his mate's room. He entered to meet her but found her faint scent in the room as if she wasn't there for some days. He went to his room and found nothing too. His senses weren't very clear at the moment because his mate was his priority.
His beasts were urging him to let them take control, but he knew his beasts would damage everything.
He gave in to his hearing and smelling sense and inhaled his mate's scent, which was coated with unfathomable fear.
"Mate hurt," Ryk whined softly.
"If anything happens to my little Joy, I will destroy the world," Ryk, the most relaxed and calm out of the beasts, cynically said while the others nodded in agreement. Ryk wa
