Charis
My heart stopped. "What?"
"He went to the human world to find his sister. I helped him cross the border this morning. But my dad just found out, and—" Rhett ran his hand through his hair. "There are people called the Collectors. They kidnap young wolves who cross into human territory alone. They take them to underground fighting rings."
The ground tilted slightly. I grabbed Kael's arm to steady myself.
"No," I whispered. "No, no, no. Slater wouldn't—he's smart. He's careful. Oh goddess…what if something happened to him?"
Kael, who had been silent beside me, squeezed my hands gently. "Panicking won't help, Charis. Let's hear the rest."
"They've taken twelve wolves already," Rhett continued, his voice shaking. "From different packs. All of them disappeared within hours of crossing. And Slater's been gone for almost eight hours now."
