Nathan's POV
"What do you mean you can't trace the call?" I snapped, my voice a low growl as I paced the length of my office. The phone was clutched so tightly in my hand I thought it might shatter. My Beta stood on the other side of the desk, pale, nervous, his eyes darting anywhere but mine.
He cleared his throat, swallowing hard. "Alpha… it was cut off too quickly. The line went dead before our trackers could pin it. Whoever was on the other end—they destroyed it. We've got nothing."
"Nothing?" I snarled, my wolf pressing hard against my skin, ready to rip through. "I heard her! She was there. I heard her voice. Don't tell me there's nothing when my Hailee is alive!"
The room shook with the force of my fury. Papers scattered, the lamp on my desk tipped over. My Beta flinched, lowering his head, his hands clenched at his sides. "I'm sorry, Alpha. I'll push the team harder. But they have already blocked the signal… there's no signal left to follow."
