Alpha Ryder’s POV
I moved from one end of my bedroom to the other, hands at my back, mind far away. I have been restless since I got back to the mansion.
It had been five hours since we got back to the mansion and two hours since the warriors went searching for her, and I had yet to get any feedback from any of them. They were wasting a lot of time finding her.
I had a feeling they were not serious about the search. I even had to contact Lord Baxton to send some warriors, but they, too, had not reached out about how far they had gone on the search.
Who could have possibly taken her, and why? Why her? What did they want from her? She was known to be a half-breed. What could they possibly need from her? I plopped on my bed when my door flung open and Prince Alfred walked in with a plate
