Romans POV
Six months. That’s how long it’s been since I left Agatha’s shop, and still I haven’t found my mate. I knew her name and what she looked like so it shouldn’t have been this hard. I’d sent word to my contacts at my family’s security firm with Cleo’s details and even they came up empty handed. How the f**k could one seventeen-year-old girl avoid being seen for this long. I mean teenagers these days are attached to social media so there should have been a trail to follow but she had zero accounts. I was about to move on to the next town over when my phone started ringing my mums number showing on the screen. Hitting reject I stuck it back in my pocket. I already knew what she wanted and had already agreed to attend even though I didn’t want to. My brother found his mate two weeks
