"Has no one found my sons yet?" bellowed Alpha Alexander at the Beta and Gamma. Behind them stood pack warriors who flinched at his voice, "It has been over a week!"
When no one replied, all of their heads hung looking down at the floor, he sat down behind his desk running his hands through his hair before sneaking a peek at his mate.
The Luna was a graceful and elegant looking woman that many would no doubt mistake for a siren, stood there, eyes red from crying, with a stiff face.
She was trying to be strong, but she was taking the twins, her only children, missing hard.
Kelly and the others walked into his office in a gloomy mood. Eyes cast down, the Alpha didn't doubt for a second that they were taking the disappearance hard as well.
They had all been friends since their cub days,
