Azriel’s grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. A low, feral growl rumbled deep in his chest, his wolf, Thunder, roaring in fury within him. The Lycans, the enemy they had been fighting, the ones responsible for so much pain and suffering. They had taken his mate, the mother of his children, his Luna.
The weight of the situation crashed down on him, threatening to overwhelm him, but he couldn’t afford to lose control. Not now. Not when Lora needed him the most. He had to stay strong, for her, for their sons.
“I’ll get her back,” Azriel vowed, his voice hardening with resolve. “I don’t care what it takes. I’ll find her, Kaia. I’ll bring her home.”
Kaia’s sobs echoed faintly through the phone, but she managed to choke out, “I’ll help you. We’ll find her, Azriel. We’
