Renko’s POV.
I pace in the grand hall in the palace in the northern kingdom. It has been a few days since the attack and Zoe was taken. I can’t feel her or Ċarnage.
“Renko. Benedict is your uncle. You should have some kind of idea where he has taken my granddaughter?” The Alpha King is watching me and so are his advisors.
“If I knew where he was I wouldn’t be here, would I.” I snap at him and his betas growl at me and I growl back. He holds his hand up, silencing them as he leans forward in his throne and looks right at me.
“Watch your tone, pup. I understand your anguish, but do not snap at me,” he says, his voice full of authority. Even though he is over one hundred years old, he doesn’t look a day over thirty. He is still strong and I know this is upsetting for all of us.
“What wi
