Chapter 118.

Lance's POV.

I smile, staring at her beautiful and delicate face. She looks like a flower, but more beautiful, she shines like a light wherever she is. I cannot stop staring at her face, the way her hair fans out around her as she sleeps, the delicate rise and fall of her chest.

I'm addicted to her, and her scent is aromatic and captivating like flowers and candy and it makes me more angry that that man is putting her life in danger, threatening her and making her fret.

When I do catch him, he is going to wish that he was not alive, he's going to wish he never knew who Allyssa was, that he never crossed paths with her.

I need to gather my guards and regroup so that we can catch this man, he is endangering the lives of the pack members, has attacked Talia and keeps attacking Allyssa.

Allyssa is sleeping soundly, we need to get preparations in place, so I stand up, brushing a few strands of hair away from her face, and move outside.

I bring out my phone and call Dylan, he picks up immed