Tessa's POV
The packhouse was in chaos. The news of Emily's disappearance had spread like wildfire, and the air was thick with panic, whispers, and speculation. I stood in the middle of the grand hall, my phone clutched tightly in my hand, my heart pounding in my chest. I'd texted Emily a hundred times, called her even more, but there was no response. Nothing. It was like she'd vanished into thin air.
"Tessa," Ian's voice broke through my thoughts, his hand gently touching my arm. "You need to breathe. We'll find her."
I turned to him, my eyes wide with fear. "How, Ian? How are we going to find her? She's gone. She's just... gone."
Ian's expression was grim, but he squeezed my arm reassuringly. "We'll figure it out. The triplets are already on it. They're tracking her scent, checking e
