Constance
I paced the length of my room.
I was getting anxious.
It had been five days since I'd sent Allen to find out where the drugs were being kept. It had been seven days since Balthazar had attacked the stronghold, seven days since my mate and sister had been taken. It was seven days too many. I had hoped for a quicker response from Allen.
It was possible I was expecting too much. More than likely, Dante had helped Victor hide the drugs and where it was being made, which meant it would be exceptionally difficult to find.
Possibly even harder to locate than Ulysses's secret mate and son.
If I didn't hear from Allen within the next twenty four hours, I'd reach out to him personally to see what progress had been made. If any.
I was getting worried, because Gabriel wouldn't be ab
