Azriel's rage echoed through the pack's mind link, a tempest of fury that left everyone trembling in its wake. For two days, he was a storm unleashed, his usually controlled and calculated demeanor shattered into pieces. No one dared to cross his path, not even his most trusted advisors, his Beta James and his Delta Tim.
In his office, Azriel stood tall and imposing, his hands clenched into fists as he glared at Tim and James. "You are useless!" he shouted, his voice thunderous in the confined space. "We are the Stormheart pack, the most powerful pack on this continent after the Royal Pack, and yet you tell me you are unable to locate a single girl!"
Tim and James exchanged uneasy glances, the weight of Azriel's disappointment heavy upon them. "Alpha, we've been searching tirelessly," Ti
