CHAPTER 76

Miles' POV

Anger

That was the only thing I could feel right now.

My wolf was not talking to me; he was blaming me for our mate's disappearance. I had tried countless times to make him understand, all to no avail, and I keep having dreams of my mate in danger and being killed.

I knew this was my wolf trying to pass a message to me, but I was too confused to think straight right now.

My mate's disappearance was affecting me in many ways. The mate bond was slowly weighing me down, causing me to act violently at times. At this moment, I had no control over my emotions, and it was affecting my overall well-being.

Anger surged through me as I considered my next course of action. Everything seemed so challenging. Searching through all the werewolf packs in the country and even some of the human packs revealed nothing, it was as if Angel had vanished from the face of the earth without a single trace.

The bottle of liquor by my bedside had long been emptied, and with each sip, the sensation of