Chapter Fifty-Two
Desmond
I sat at my desk, completely lost in my own thoughts, staring blankly at the dark wood. Everything that had been going on with the pack business and the council meetings barely registered in my mind anymore; I just couldn't bring myself to pay attention to any of it. Since yesterday's confrontation at the apartment, I hadn't seen a single trace of Ana, and she obviously hadn't tried to call my phone. I couldn't even track her scent or her location around the border lines. Where the hell did that bastard take my wife?
The heavy office door suddenly swung open, breaking the silence. I looked up from my hands, expecting Max, but I was surprised to see Jack walking into the room instead. The moment his eyes landed on my face, he crossed the floorboards, sat down
