Worried Sick

I sat outside the main building of the pack house, my back against the wall, tears streaming down my face. I felt lost, confused, and scared at the same time. Why would Milla take my son and disappear without a word? Was it possible that someone had taken them both? I couldn't wrap my head around the situation.

The guards and my mate had searched every corner of the pack house, the surrounding woods, and the neighboring villages, but there was no sign of them. It felt like the whole world had turned against me, leaving me all alone in my despair.

As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see Alpha Liams standing before me. He looked concerned, and I could tell he had been searching for me.

"Dresh, what's wrong?" he asked, crouching down beside me.

I shook my head, unable to speak through my sobs. I didn't want to believe that someone had taken our son, but the longer he was missing, the more the thought plagued me.

Alpha Liams wrapped his a