Found By The Lycan King

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ALPHA XANDER’S POV My eyes narrowed and my fists clenched at my sides. Alpha Jameson swallowed nervously. "If she was not taken, I think it is best if we get a search party. The crowd might have overwhelmed her, she keeps to herself most of the time." That sounded like a good plan, but something told me it wasn't just that. If she had gone out for air, then he wouldn't be here telling me she is lost. He was just being a father, not wanting to believe the worst has happened to his offspring. I was more realistic and that was both a blessing and a curse. I had to accept there was a higher chance she was taken to be used as bait, for the person not to be noticed meant they were good. The possibilities of what might be happening to her were endless. None of which ended with her being fine. I let out a snarl, my frustration bleeding into anger threatening to boil over. We needed to agree that everything was possible, she might have left on her own, or maybe she was taken. We should be prepared for whatever it may be. Aware that every second we spent talking about this meant her getting farther from us, I stood straighter and fixed my burning gaze on Jameson. "We will find her." I stated, my tone leaving no room for doubt. “Get your warriors ready and send out a search party. Whomever she is found with should be kept alive, I’m going to be the one to kill them.” he nodded, hanging on my every word like a b***h. God, I hated wolves. He turned and started to turn back to get started on what I instructed. I called his name, his back stiffened before he stopped and turned. "If I find out you are involved in her escape, you will die," it was a promise. I heard his heart skip a beat before he nodded eagerly and disappeared behind the thick cloth of trees. I mindlinked Donovan and asked him to assemble the warriors we came with. They couldn’t be more than twelve and that was because of the other notable members of the pack that came with their aides. He gave me their location which was a bit out of Jameson’s territory. I walked there, hoping my anger would lessen but it only seemed to increase with more time i spent not knowing how she was. “What happened?” Donovan asked, rushing to me. His eyes wide and looking around frantically. He was hoping Jameson tried some s**t so he could wage a war and kill the man. He hated the mutts as much as I did. It was among the few things we had in common. “My f*****g bride has gone missing,” his eyes widened as I speak. "Find out who did this," I commanded, addressing the soldiers standing. "Leave no stone unturned, no leads unexplored. I want every member of the pack searched, every suspect interrogated. We will find out who took her and we will bring her back." The guards nodded, their faces grim as they turned and left to carry out my orders. I stood there for a moment, my mind racing as I tried to come to terms with what had happened. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the work that this was going to bring. If she had been truly kidnapped, only the Goddess would know what I would do to whoever kidnapped her. I would make sure they paid in the most horrifying way. Nobody dared touch what belonged to me. Anybody who did so was inviting intense torture and death. “How the f**k did it happen?” Donovan seemed to only regain his speech then. I didn't have an answer for him so I changed the topic to one that was more concerning. “Inform Jameson he and his search party have before dawn to present her, or I’ll have his head. I'll start with his two sons.” Donovan nodded, his eyes glinting with slight mischief. He liked violence and anything that would bring wrath to people he disliked. Since I knew he would deliver my message fairly well, I got into the car and the chauffeur drove off immediately. Donovan was smart to have my car driven out here, he knows I wouldn't want to spend another breathing moment on this Godforsaken place. A few minutes into the drive, I started to feel uneasy, we were a bit farther from Jameson’s territory. I tried to ignore it but the more we went, the more I grew restless. I gave up soon after and told the driver to follow the untarred road. He knew it would be messy but didn't argue and in the next intersection between trees, turned the car and started up a dirt path. I rolled down the windows, the smell of damp earth replacing that of the cool leather interior. A mouth-watering combination of citrus and vanilla that had my c**k hardening told me she must have come this way. Her intoxicating scent had planted itself in my head since I laid my eyes on her. “Stop.” I commanded, making the driver hit the brakes immediately, the car jerked but I held myself back, which stopped me from colliding with the headrest of the front seat. “I’m sorry alpha,” I didn't listen to the rest of the things he had to say, my mind occupied by the scent I’d perceived. I sniffed the air, the smell of trees and other things were strong but as the wind hit, I caught a whiff of that citrus and vanilla. I followed it like a dog hound, following a bounty hunter. I was going to find her.