Finding her

Finding the Luna.

Alpha King, Chester.

Ava has been missing for a month, and we still have no idea where she is. I’ve looked everywhere, but I’m still stumped. I’m worried that something horrible has happened to her. Our mate bond is deteriorating with each passing day. She is in danger. I really miss her and am desperate for any news. I’m still hoping she’ll be found safe and sound. I can’t stand the idea of never seeing her again. My men are searching through every pack for her.

They’re all eager to find their queen. In my country, there are over a thousand packs.

I haven’t heard from or seen my lovely queen and partner in months. My beast continues to wail in anguish and rage.

On the third day of her hunt, I am progressively sliding into depression as all the warrior wolves who went to look for her return with negative feedback. My desperation is building, as I know my chances of locating her are dwindling. I am impatient to see and hold her again, and I swear to myself that I will