Chapter 39 Chapter Thirty Nine
- Mason-
- The hours had stretched on endlessly—nearly twenty-four fucking hours—and still, I couldn’t find her. My mate, my Skye.
- The bond that had always been a source of strength was now a constant, agonising reminder of her absence, gnawing away at my sanity. The longer she was missing, the more my worry twisted into something darker, something that threatened to consume me whole.