CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FOUR

Sarah

My heart pounds as I look around. I feel so stupid, so irresponsible. I’m the worst mother and the worst mate.

I let my jealousy, hurt, and fear get the best of me. That’s why I pushed Lucas even though I know he’s been traumatized by all of this. That’s why I lost sight of my son.

Just the thought of her clouds my eyes in visions of red. I think of his hands on her. Her wrapped up with him. I think about all the torture I’ve been through.

Yet its lingering presence is just making things worse. It’s ruining everything. I know I need release it.

First, I need to find my son.

I turn to Lucas, desperate and scared. “Please tell me you saw where he took off to,” I beg him.

I know we should’ve been watching him more closely. I know I shouldn’t have been so distracted by the past.

“I don’t know,” Lucas admits, his body growing as tense as mine is. “Let’s focus. We’re bonded to him. We should be able to find him.”

I try to look past the worry to focus on that. I’ve never l