Feeling weak to my core, I flopped down on the couch and placed my head in my hands. Thunder rumbled outside, turning the room darker even though it was probably afternoon now or morning. I had no idea. Restless was making it hard for me to focus or even breathe. Everything aside, she was my mate, my luna. Her absence was hitting me harder than I ever thought was possible. In some ways, mom was right. If something happened to her after my acceptance, it would have hit me a hundred times harder than what I was feeling at the moment. But I knew that already and it was a risk I was willing to take if that ensured she would be safe. But now none of it mattered.
Because she was gone.
"We looked for every possible place," Logan murmured, looking angry. "No trace of Rose. And..."
"And?" I urge
