Find her

Chester.

I jump out of bed, terrified, scared, and weak. I look around the room, but nothing appears to be wrong. Why do I feel this way? Something is wrong. What’s going on? Why do I feel so cold? This is dreadful. I’ve never felt anything like this before.

Ray growls, “Mate, she’s in trouble.”

It is at this point that I start to feel fearful. I get up and rush into the bathroom to take a shower. I hurriedly change my clothing and dash outdoors to my study. I quiver with horror as I sit in my chair, grasping the arm of the chair. The idea of my mate being in danger makes me cry. I have to find her.

A knock on the door diverted my attention.

“Who’s there?”" I howl.

“It’s me, King,” says my beta.

“Please come in.”

Kelly, my beta, steps in. He bows to show his respect.

“My king, we captured a she-wolf and...

I don’t have time for this nonsense. All I want to do right now is find my mate. I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. “Just kill her,” I snarl.

He looked at me, surpri