Alpha King
After I took control of the situation and established my position, the first thing I did was send dozens of my men to gather information and track down Zara.
Several more people with computer skills were tasked with tracking Zara and her phone. But this worry, this disappointment, never left my heart. I wondered if she had eaten anything at all. Did she give her water?
The very thought of her never left me for a second. The sight of her hair haunted me; it will haunt me forever.
How I had failed her again and again.
"Here, at least have some coffee." Mom forced the mug into my hand, and I forgot the last time I'd eaten anything.
And yet, my stomach refused to accept anything. I felt like I was going to throw up.
"I can't, Mom, not until I find her." I handed the mug back, and she snorted, shaking her head.
"How are you going to find her if you don't take care of your health? Does she want you to starve yourself?" she asked, now handing me a piece of avocado toast.
