Kiel
I could feel it the moment it happened—something was off. My gut twisted, that familiar knot that told me nothing good was about to come. I hated it. I hated the way the air felt heavy with Thorne's anger, hated that he had let things get this far. And most of all, I hated that Josie had been caught in the middle of it.
I walked over to him, my boots crunching against the gravel, and my voice cut through the silence sharp and low.
"Calm down, Thorne."
His eyes snapped to me, burning with a rage that didn't seem to have an off switch. He looked like a wolf caged too long, snapping at whoever was close enough. I turned to my Beta, who had been hovering with that nervous look, waiting for instructions.
"Find out where Michelle and her father went," I ordered flatly. "Report back the moment you get anything. Don't waste time."
The Beta nodded, bowed slightly, and ran off. At least someone knew how to follow an order without barking back.
