Missing

8: Missing

Startled by the sudden and hurried slamming of his office door, Alpha Adan looks up from his paperwork. Waylen is breathing heavily, pacing about.

"Are you going to tell me what the problem is?" Alpha Adan asks when Waylen doesn't say anything for a few minutes.

The young man ignores him and continues to pace. The alpha goes back to his work when it's evident the young man isn't ready to speak yet.

"How can you remain so calm?" comes Waylen's voice.

"Pardon me?" The older man looks up from the paperwork a second time.

"You heard me. I ran in here distraught but you're sitting there like nothing happened," Waylen says with some bitterness.

Calmly dropping his pen and resting his back in the chair, the alpha intertwines his fingers. "You came in here in a flurry. Naturally, one would expect you to say something to explain the state in which you barged into my office," he replies.

Waylen's stare doesn't waver. Seeing him that way, the alpha sighs and says, "Alright. What's the