Kieran's POV
I could sense a problem as soon as I entered the council chamber. The air was heavy with anxiety, and it weighed me down like an insurmountable burden. Sitting in a semicircle, the elders' harsh stares and unsaid accusations stared at me. As I looked into their eyes, my wolf restless beneath my skin, my pulse thumping in my ears.
Evans had left. And she had been rescued by someone.
My jaw tightened and my fists clenched as I tried to control my annoyance. She had to be secured and kept locked up until we could decide how to handle her. That was something I had ensured. Nevertheless, this morning when the guards inspected the dungeon, they had found nothing but an empty cell and an unlocked door swinging in the cold night air.
Elder Rowan's voice was as keen as a dagger. "B
