Kieran's POV,
“Alpha,” Dexter mumbled in a low, hesitant voice. “We… we think Miss Mira isn’t alive anymore.”
His words hit me like a sharp blade but I refused to let them sink in. “No,” I grumbled in a cold voice. “She’s not dead. She can’t leave me so easily.”
Dexter flinched, his gaze dropping to the floor. “We searched everywhere, Alpha. The river, the cliffs… there’s no sign of her. The fall… I didn’t think she survived it.”
The search team had already spent twenty-four hours out there, scouring the forest and the river area along with the cliffs. My heart thudded as Dexter stepped backward, his eyes avoiding mine.
“I said she’s not dead,” I snapped, my voice rising dangerously with my fist slamming onto the table. The wood groaned and my knuckles split, blood trickling onto the
