The Chosen Mate Of The Lycan King
He took a deep breath and walked into the room, it smelled of coffee, stale perfume, unwashed bodies, and hair.
He sighed, holding his breath and following the mark.
Mark took him to a central monitor, where a grainy-looking CCTV feed was paused on the screen.
“We pulled this from the outskirts of Moonclaw,” Mark said, his voice sounding tense as he pointed to the image.
“It’s Konan.” He continued.
“From the date, he was abducted four nights ago, right before Keira’s kidnapping escalated.” He said.
Ryk moved closer, and he frowned as he studied the footage.
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