Alpha Grayson’s POV
Jacob was driving recklessly fast, his foot heavy on the gas pedal as we overtook the truck. He slowed down just enough to force the driver to stop. Both of us jumped out of the car and rushed toward the truck, our hearts pounding with a mix of hope and anxiety. The truck driver stepped out as well, his face confused as he took in the sight of two Alphas standing before him.
“Alpha Jacob, is something wrong?” the driver asked, his voice laced with concern as he followed us to the back of the truck.
We tore through the sack bags, checking every corner, every possible hiding place where Grace might have been. But there was no sign of her. The more we searched, the heavier the air became with the weight of failure.
“Grayson, look,” Jacob said suddenly, his voice cuttin
