Nikolai’s pov
I clenched the crumpled papers in my fist, feeling the bite of their sharp edges against my palm.
Another dead end. Another meaningless report. It had been a week since I'd sent Justin into rogue territory to track down Tera, and all I had were empty words.
I had expected a trail, something solid—a glimpse, a rumor, even a shadow to chase. But here I was, holding yet another handful of wasted efforts.
I slammed my fist down on the desk, feeling the surge of frustration claw at me.
My wolf was restless, pacing, growling, demanding release. Tera was out there somewhere, close yet maddeningly out of reach. For three years, I'd held on to every fragile memory, every lingering touch, the faintest echo of her scent.
She wasn’t just some dream or ghost; I’d spent a night w
