Chapter 93

Killian:

“What do you mean that they never left the city? If they are here, then how is it possible that they have left no trace of them?” I asked, banging my office table. It was the one place that I have been staying in lately.

The whole house felt tight on me, and I barely even considered entering my bedroom unless I walked out of it after changing and after Vladimir took me to it the night before when I was knocked out.

It has been weeks since I have seen or heard of Eleanor, and her pain was one that I was feeling on a near daily basis. And the worst part about it was that despite being her mate, and according to Vladimir, her being close, I couldn’t find any means of tracing or contacting her.

“We asked around everywhere, Killian, they are still here…”

“We have to find a fucking loop.” I said, snapping at the man who nodded in understanding. My one assurance was that she was still alive, but how was she alive? What was she doing? Her fear? I didn’t know what might be going