Stephanie glanced over at Damien as he slept, her heart still fluttering from the moments they had shared. The cabin had been a perfect retreat, in fact, the whole escapade had been breathtaking but reality called and they had to head back home."Damien," Stephanie said, "I think it's time we head back to the mansion. The children might be worried about us."Damien looked down at her, a playful smile tugging at his lips. "Don’t worry," he said with a chuckle. "Chef Mark was grinning like a Cheshire cat when I asked him to prepare some snacks. He knew I was taking you out for a walk, and I think he's just as invested in this as I am. If anything, he’s probably more excited about us getting back together than we are."Stephanie couldn't help but smile at the thought. She had always known that Chef Mark cared for her, but she had never realized just how deep that affection ran. It was comforting to know that so many were rooting for their happiness."I always knew Chef Mark had a soft sp
The atmosphere around the pack was thick with tension, the usually lively grounds now eerily silent. It was the weekend, a time when the pack would usually be bustling with activities; children playing outside, parents chatting in the gardens, and teenagers moving about in groups, their laughter filling the air. But today was different. The news of Kayla’s kidnapping had spread like wildfire, and now, the entire pack was in lockdown.Guards were stationed at every entrance, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of unusual activity. Parents kept their children close, staying indoors to avoid any potential threats. The teens, who usually roamed freely, now walked in pairs, their usual carefree demeanor replaced by a cautious vigilance. Everyone knew that any odd movement could lead to immediate questioning or worse, being locked up until the situation was under control.Inside the mansion, the tension was even more palpable. In the living room, Stephanie sat on the couch, her face
After ensuring that Stephanie was resting comfortably, the pack doctor gave her a mild sedative to help her sleep. Damien had lingered by her bedside for a few moments longer, watching as her breathing slowed and her face relaxed. He knew she needed this rest more than anything right now, even though it tore at him to see her so vulnerable.Once he was certain that Stephanie was finally at peace, Damien quietly left the room, closing the door softly behind him. His mind was already shifting to the task at hand. He had a pack to protect, a daughter to find, and no time to waste.As he walked briskly down the hallway, Damien caught up with Alfred, who was waiting for him just outside the interrogation room. “Any updates?” He askedAlfred nodded, keeping pace with Damien’s quick strides. “We’ve brought in the waitress Caleb mentioned, the one who checked the restroom for Kayla and Matilda. She’s in the interrogation room now.”Damien’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Did she say anything useful
Alpha Damien, Louis, and Alfred moved swiftly through the mansion, accompanied by a small group of security guards. Their destination was the surveillance workstation, located in the heart of the pack's community. It was a central hub, where every corner of their territory was monitored. In times like these, it was their greatest asset.When they reached the surveillance station, the workers inside quickly rose from their seats, on seeing their alpha. Damien wasted no time with pleasantries.“We need all footage from the café where Kayla was last seen,” Alpha Damien ordered, his tone sharp and commanding. “Start with today, then move backward. We’re looking for a woman, with dark hair and a long coat. Abigail said she was near the restroom before Kayla disappeared.”The workers nodded, their fingers flying over the keyboards as they brought up the requested footage. The room was tense as the video feeds flickered across the screens.Alpha Damien leaned forward, his eyes scanning the i
A sudden knock on the door pulled Alpha Damien from his thoughts. He had been waiting for news from his men. Just then Alfred strode in, his face guarded. "Alpha, one of our guards found James."Damien's eyes narrowed. "Where?""He was hiding at the café," Alfred replied. "The guard caught him trying to sneak out to get food. He’s in custody now, and we’ve brought him here for questioning."Damien's jaw clenched. "Good. Let’s see what he has to say."Minutes later, James was escorted into the room, his face pale and drawn. The young man looked scared out of his wits, his eyes darting around the room as if seeking an escape. But there was none. The guards flanked him on either side, their stances rigid.Damien leaned back in his chair, his gaze piercing as he studied the young man. "James," he began, his voice low and controlled, "you’ve put yourself in quite the situation. Running and hiding doesn’t help your case."James swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he spoke. "Alpha Damien,
Alpha Damien felt a cold wave of anger wash over him when the guards reported that Mike had vanished without a trace. There was a feeling of unrest in the room as pieces of information came through."Alpha," Alfred began, his voice laced with frustration and concern, "we searched Mike's residence thoroughly. There was nothing left—no personal items, no signs of a struggle, nothing. It's as if he vanished into thin air. We spoke to the neighbors, and they mentioned seeing him moving things out of his apartment over the past week. But for the last two days, he’s been completely off the radar. No one’s seen or heard from him."Damien's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he processed the information. "So, he was actually in on this," Damien muttered, more to himself than to anyone in the room. "He started clearing out a week ago, knowing full well what he or they were about to do."Alfred nodded, his expression grim. "Yes, Alpha. It seems he had been planning this for quite some time no
Alpha Damien was drained, nearly 24 hours had passed since the incident, and he and his team had barely slept, pushing through exhaustion in their frantic search. The entire pack was on high alert, with every member from the youngest to the eldest aware that something was terribly wrong. Tension filled the air, thick and stifling, making even the smallest tasks feel unconquerable.He was in the middle of a briefing when a knock at the door interrupted the meeting. The guard peeked in, a look of surprise on his face. "Alpha Damien, you have a visitor."Damien frowned. "I'm not expecting anyone."The guard stepped aside, revealing a tall figure that Damien recognized immediately—Alpha Enzo. The sight of him brought a mixture of surprise and relief. Damien hadn't been expecting him, but he was more than glad to see his old friend.Enzo stepped into the room, his presence commanding, as always. He was a man who had earned his reputation through sheer willpower and strategic brilliance. Un
Alpha Damien and Alpha Enzo sat in the command center, papers and maps sprawled across the table before them. The soft hum of the screens and the steady drip of rainfall outside were the only sounds cutting through the tense silence. Damien's fingers drummed against the table as his eyes darted from map to map, while Enzo leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, deep in thought.“We need to narrow down potential hiding spots,” Damien said, his voice thick with growing frustration. “She could be anywhere, Enzo. The pack's territory is vast, and there are countless abandoned structures, remote areas, caves—too many places to hide.”Enzo nodded, his sharp eyes scanning the maps. "True, but we have to start somewhere. Where’s the last place she was seen for sure?"Damien pointed to a spot on the map, marking the mall where Caleb last saw Kayla and the mysterious woman. “Right here. The cafe in the mall. But after that, she and Matilda just vanished. No one saw them leave, and the security