Zillon glared up from his desk at one of the pack members who had entered his office. The man's face looked as though it was melting, his fear almost tangible. He was just about ready to sh*t his pants. "A-Alpha...we have yet to catch a whiff of her scent, we searched near, we searched far and yet we couldn't find her."Zillon chuckled, the sound blatantly humourless. "The people who recommended you to me as one of the best trackers are mere fools who deserve death. For how could have a nose better than even mine and don't know how to even use it?""Alpha I...something must've went wrong...sh—""Get out.""Alpha—""Two months, you idiots have been searching for two months...how much more times must I threaten you all before really biting off your necks?""We're sorry alpha.""I didn't ask for an apology, all I ask is that you find her...if another month goes by and she's not by my side, then you people won't just call me

Celeste woke up to an empty bed, the sheets carefully tucked beneath her chin... The first thing her mind ran on was Xavier...She didn't know how he felt, but according to his reaction, he didn't feel good. This was the very first time he had gotten angry at her and she didn't like it. She had provoked him in the most annoying ways and he'd just laugh, she'd punch his abdomen during training just because she knew he would never hit her back and sometimes she'd talk and talk and talk and yet he'd sit and listen...This time though, it seems he couldn't hold in it. It was his first time touching her intimately and she went ahead a moaned Zillon name...He must've felt like her, insufficient...but Celeste had told him that she wasn't ready, she told him that she...Celeste gripped the sheets, her eyes stuck on the roof. But why wasn't she ready? Because of Zillon?Why was it that even though that man had destroyed her past, he was still mes

Ten more days slid by and they were all like lashes to Zillon's back. He didn't find her, her scent seemed to be nonexistent now which meant the trackers really could do nothing to find her.At some point, even though the thought was scary, he wondered if she was really with Xavier or if she had been killed by a rogue...But wouldn't they have scented her blood within the first month of searching. They had explored and sought her out on every land that she could have possibly gone. They were even bold enough to check other packs, but none of them seemed to have taken her in.Zillon was really confused and tired. He felt hopeless and helpless. If she was currently in danger, there was nothing he could do about it when he couldn't even find her.He was an incompetent mate, he didn't even have the right to search for her after causing her so much pain, but what else could he do?He was more dedicated to her than he was to his pack, she was h

Zillon, Liam and Fredd walked down the dimly lit halls of the dungeon, passing guards and stepping down several stairs before finally reaching the cells.He looked towards Liam, "Which cell is hers?""Cell number 18, it's not too far, just down the end of the hall..."Zillon walked forward, ignoring the lousy scents that resided down here, the ugly snares and the glares he received as he continued.Liam and Fredd followed him, trying to act as calm as ever. "Will you be able to hold your composure Zillon?"Zillon clenched his fist, shrugging. "Probably... She had been dare to me once, I won't be able to hurt her even if I wanted to. But I do want to...I want to make her feel what I'm feeling right now, but that won't be possible since my bloodlust isn't enough to make me willingly kill a pack member; good or evil.""That's good, because dad warned me several times about letting you get this key...your dad would kill you if you hurt her, and mine would definitel

Zillon twisted and turned and tried his best to get some sleep for tomorrow's search, but no matter how hard he tried, he wasn't able to...His mind kept going back to Celia's cell, he kept wondering what she meant when she said the time would soon come...She sounded so sure of something, but Zillon couldn't comprehend what exactly she was so sure of... His mind kept telling him that something bad would happen to Celeste and everytime he thought that way his heart would ache...He hated how oblivious to everything he was... To her location...her situation...to any and everything that could and have already happened to her.He hated how incompetent he was, he wasn't worthy to be her mate if he couldn't protect her, and if he couldn't protect his mate, how would he be able to protect a pack?Sighing he adjusted his head on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling, he wondered if she was okay, he wondered if she was happy wherever she was...