King Davis
More than a month since Anabella left and I still felt as empty as ever, my wolf was almost a shadow of its former self. I was a complete mess with the pain of the suppressed bond.
I tried to accept the fact that she might be dead because there was no way she survived in the forest for this long but somehow I still felt the bond that constantly pulled at my heart. My wolf kept persisting that she was alive but it was hard to believe when my men had been searching for weeks in the forest. Where could she be? She couldn't just disappear into thin air. We were completely surrounded by the forest, that's why we get frequent attacks from feral wolves. An Omega as weak as her had nowhere else to go except the pack or forest and statistically, she wouldn't be able to survive the fir
