My jaw clenched so tight I heard my teeth grind. Umbra snarled, torn between rage at the enemies who'd taken Kael and a possessive fury that someone would dare suggest handing over what was—
What was mine.
The thought came unbidden, unwanted, and I shoved it down viciously.
"Gather every available gamma," I said, my voice cutting through the rising tension. "I want a full sweep of the Mist. Search patterns, three kilometers deep. If there's any trace of where they took him, I want it found. Now."
"Alpha—" one of the gammas started.
"Now," I repeated, and shadows rippled at my back in emphasis. "And implement a curfew immediately. No one enters or leaves the fortress without direct authorization from myself or Ivanna. Understood?"
"Yes, Alpha!" The gammas scattered, already moving to execute orders.
