The night was like ink, and the cold wind swept the fallen leaves across the ground. The entire Wolf Tribe was alarmed, and torches were lit everywhere.
"Everyone, go and find her. Turn the nearby mountains upside down if you must, but find her."
Lyle Sutton kicked over the wooden post by his feet, his eyes burning with fury.
The daughter he had raised for over a decade, suffering such fate just after giving birth — merely the thought made his heart ache tremulously.
Corbin Crowley touched the partner's mark on his chest, which showed no reaction, a panic never seen before engulfing his face, and he truly began to fear.
"It's impossible... the partner has always been there."
His voice was hoarse beyond belief, furiously trying to activate the wolf-shaped mark on his chest, but no matter how hard he pushed, there was no response.
"How could this be..."
