Dustin's POV
"Where the f*ck had Accalia gone to?" I growled for the hundredth time this week.
Nothing made sense... her scent died off in the packhouse and she hadn't left the packground.
Royal Beta Xavier had some maps and blueprints printed for us.
Not that it helped much. The documentation was outdated and Accalia had made a lot of changes in the last few months.
"Dustin," Royal Beta Xavier', mind linked, "I need you to see this..."
"Where are you?" I mind linked back, surprised at Xavier's tone.
"I am close to the northern boundary..." he said and cut the link.
I was on the southbound running through the forest searching for Accalia. A couple of warriors were running like lost puppies behind me, unsure how to approach me.
I was irritable, moody, and constantly losing my sh*t
