Chapter nine

Angus POV

Its half six in the morning, my alarms going crazy on the bedside cabinet, Isla is moaning about me not getting up when the bloody thing goes off and what the point in setting it if I’m not going to listen to it. Rising out my bed, quickly showering and getting dressed, I head down the hallway, as always I stop outside Rory’s door, hearing him snore I chuckle, I’ve done this all their lives and this will be the last time I can listen to Lillias. Moving across the hall to Lillias’ door, I press my ear to the wood. There’s nothing, not a sound, pushing the handle down, pushing the door open. She’s not here, where the fuck is my daughter, Blaine moves forward in my mind, sniffing everything. Was she taken? She wouldn’t leave on her own accord surely, she could of ran, maybe? ‘Angus there’s no other scent in here except Isla’s’ Blaine informs me.

I stand thinking about this, every Alpha in the territory wants Lillias as their sons’ mate, would they go as far as