Page 59 of Wolf Tormented
There is no sting or bite of pain as I wrench it from the crumbling plaster. Blood drips from my knuckles, but I’m numb.
Everything is so hopeless. What the hell am I supposed to do? How do I tell his parents?
Shit.
“Are there any witnesses? Did anyone see anything?” I bark my questions at a rapid-fire pace.
“There are several apartments around his luxury apartment, but I haven’t canvassed the area yet.” Bill’s tone is resigned, but I can’t let this stand.
I have to do everything I can to find Jordan. Even if it’s hours later and probably hopeless.
But the hopelessness in my chest claws at me along with guilt.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can.” I throw open the door to find a scowling Jara blocking my path with her hands on her hips.
I hang up the phone and try to move around her, but she steps in my path.
“I don’t have time for this, Jara.”
“You never do, do you?” She throws her hands up.
“I’m not kidding, Jara. Move or I will move you.” I try and fail again to get around her.
“Everything is more important than me, Archer, I get it. But this isn’t about me, it’s about the pack. I can’t do my duty to them with a fucking babysitter.”
“She’s not a babysitter, she’s your protection,” I roar.
How can she not see or smell the simmering rage that pours off me? I need to get out of here before Jordan’s trail gets cold.
“I don’t need her protection,” she screams back at me.
“Yes, you do. I don’t care what you think you need, I will provide it for you as I see fit.” I grip her arms and forcefully move her to the side.
“You’re always saying pack needs come before me, so why don’t you care if they won’t tell me what they need with Angela around? They don’t want to complain because they know she’s loyal to you.”
“Jara, I’m not kidding. I don’t have time for your fucking tantrum.” I hold back a flinch as her eyes well with tears.
“Tantrum? Okay, Archer, just go wherever you go at night to stay away from me. I hope you’re getting your needs met there,” she says, and the accusation has guilt trying to claw me open.
She thinks I’m cheating on her? Never..
Shit. How could I make my mate think so terribly of me?
“I would never do what you’re thinking. How dare you disrespect your alpha that way,” I yell in her face and storm away.
I don’t have time to waste. Even as guilt worms its way into my soul.
She’s rightfully upset, and in any other situation, I might stay and argue, but there are lives at stake. No matter how hard it is to leave her when she thinks I’m cheating on her, the pack comes first, especially when it could mean the difference between life and death.
I grip the keys in my hand so hard that the bite of pain in my palm is like a balm to my soul. I will have to talk to my mate eventually, but right now, I have to get to the city for Jordan.
Jordan’s life may hang in the balance if I can’t find him.
Alex jogs up to me as I slam the truck door behind me.
“Where are you going?” Alex frowns.
“There’s a problem in the city. It’s as bad as we thought. Six of my employees are missing, including Jordan.”
