DARIUS
Chaos broke out in the Pack House.
I have handled territorial battles, rival gangs, pack wars. But this was different. This was my son. My heir. Taken by a foe we know not, while the conspiracy of Garrett deluded us.
I flipped myself into Alpha mode, separating the terror apart from everything else. If I experienced the force of it, I’d be entirely out of control.
"Morrison, I need tracking spells. All the supernatural tricks at our disposal to locate a missing child.” And my voice was even as the storm raging through me. "Marcus, get ahold of human police. Report the child missing, get Amber alerts, all of it. Karian, I want to see every camera in the ten miles radius of the Vipers' base."
The wolves spread out, going off in all directions to follow the orders, but I could see
