Stark's P.O.V.
It's been three days. It's been three agonizing days since I heard from Amelia or laid eyes on her. It's almost 7 a.m., and I didn't get to sleep all night. Hell, I haven't been able to sleep for three days now. What kind of werewolf would go to bed peacefully with the fact that his other half is somewhere unsafe with dangerous people? I just could not fall asleep with that fact. I don't deserve any peace until I bring back my innocent mate safely.
When she was with me, I messed up by distancing myself from her. It felt like a stab to my chest anytime I saw Amelia and would not touch or claim her. However, I had kept a close watch on her, instructing my gamma to monitor her activities and report back to me. I should have just stayed and cherished her like every sane werewo
