Caspian’s POV
The terror on my mate’s face makes me want to throttle Chase. What the hell happened to intercepting Viviane? I ask him through our link.
I’m sorry. He answers immediately, I got distracted, her friend is–
Her friend is not in danger of kidnap or a traumatic break, I cut him off. Get your s**t together and start rounding up men for the search.
Yes Alpha. His submissive tone sends a stab of guilt through my middle, but I can’t dwell on that now.
“I don’t understand.” Viviane is saying beside me, her pulse hammering. “How did this happen? When did it happen?”
It takes all my focus to ensure my glare lands solely on the enforcers in front of us, and remains far from Viviane. I’m desperately trying to compartmentalize my wrath towards them and support for her, but doing so
