* William’s POV *
As the Alpha of the White Claws pack, I was used to taking charge and handling difficult situations. But I never thought I would be facing the hardest challenge of my life. My baby daughter, Sarah, had been kidnapped and I was filled with a rage that I had never experienced before.
I could feel the fear and panic radiating off of Claire even after I escorted her upstairs. She sat quietly in the room, clutching a picture of Sarah to her chest. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears, and she looked like her whole life was over as she sobbed silently. I tried to console her, but nothing I said seemed to have any effect on her. She was just so numb from everything, and I didn’t think she could even hear me.
I needed to do something, to take action. I couldn't just sit her
