Denzel’s POV
“Call Beta Jahlil and make the request immediately,” I ordered my Delta.
The call should have come from me but I wasn’t stable enough. If I spoke to the Beta myself, I might lose control, say too much, and turn this into something worse for Venessa… and for me. All I could do was hope she was still alive.
Please, Goddess, protect my mate.
I swear I won’t hesitate again.
I swear I’ll claim her properly, treat her the way you intended.
Just bring her back to me.
The prayer lodged painfully in my chest. My vision blurred, tears threatening but I forced them back. Whoever had taken her could never know how much she meant to me. The moment they realized her value, she would become a weapon.
“Make the call from my office, Devon,” I linked him. I needed to hear every word mys
