Gone

Damon’s pov

“How can no one find her? What did she do vanish off the face of the planet?” I rant loudly while pacing in my office.

“Boss, we have so many people out looking, too many really.” Greg grumbles.

“It has been 3 months, and no sign of her? And you want me to believe they are really looking?” Zed lets out a loud growl in frustration.

“We have scouts posted night and day outside the shelter she was last at in case she comes back, we have young ones pretending to be homeless, searching all the other area shelters. We have all our pack looking out for her even though doing so leaves our boundaries weakened. I am not sure what else you want us to do.” Greg says firmly.

I know he is right, well the sane part of my brain knows it, but it doesn’t matter..”you can find her!” I rage and clear the papers off my desk with one arm.

Greg shakes his head and walks out knowing there is no reasoning with me right now.

“Cousin, your beta is not wrong.” My closest cousin Annabeth says calmly