SOLANA
"Answer it, flower. Put it on speaker," Roman rasped, and I nodded, quickly doing as he had asked.
"Alpha," Maeve said, her voice trembling. That sounded unlike her.
My husband stiffened, tension gripping him.
"What is it? Did something happen?" He asked. She hesitated.
"It's Zamora. She's missing," she breathed, her voice laced with urgency.
Roman frowned, his gaze darting to mine.
"What do you mean? She might've gone anywhere. She's a grown woman—"
"No, that's not it. She had something cooking on the fire. And there were signs of struggle."
I swallowed hard, a sinking feeling in my chest. I might not like Zamora. But that didn't make me feel good about her going missing. What if she was in real danger?
"Have you informed Nigel?" Roman asked, his voice steady.
"Yes, Alph
