Behind the wheel, Ainsley’s knuckles were white, gripping the steering wheel like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each one sharp and cutting deeper into his chest. The coldness that gripped him wasn’t from the winter air, it was something more. It was anxiety, panic, and fear that Eloise might be slipping away from him forever.
Why does it hurt so much? He wondered. Why is it that when I found out she was missing, it felt like my entire world was falling apart?
Rachael’s words echoed in his mind: “She might harm herself, Alpha Williams. You need to find her. Now.” The sheer weight of those words made his heart stop, and yet, here he was, racing against time, unable to make sense of his own emotions. All he knew was that he had to find her
