ISAIC'S POV
We have been in this forest for the last thirty six hours, searching for any sign of my mate, Sarah.
Before yesterday, her name meant nothing to me. Now it means everything. If I can't find her, I will never have a wife or a child. If my parents were expecting grandchildren of pure angel blood, they will really be disappointed.
I came here with hope of finding her lost somewhere, injured, but alive. But I have been searching since yesterday, not alone but with thousands of Pack members.
I haven't taken a break to eat or sleep. I wonder if wherever she is, she got something to eat, something to keep her warm.
After that mob assaulted her, she was locked in the pack cells for days without food or treatment. When I visited her cell, I could see that some of her limbs were
