The Final Straw

967 Words

Marks POV I had never run so fast in my life. Needing the extra boost, I drew on Abels Alpha strength to barrel through the packhouse at full speed, back to where I had left Lana before. Nik! Kitchen store rooms, now! Bring back up! I hadn't confirmed that there was a problem, but my gut said there was. I slammed the door to the kitchen store room open, eyes searching the room for my mate. She wasn't there. Where was she?! My eyes fell on the trap door heading down to the cellars; cellars which led from these kitchens, safe in the middle of the packhouse, out to the parking lot at the back of the castle and the forests which lay beyond. S.HIT. I was down the stairs in a flash, my supernatural vision adapting quickly to the dim light in the cellar, all my senses on high alert. I coul

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