Mason POV
“Alex,” I call the head of my trackers over. “Get your team together and start tracking. It will be dark soon.”
“Shawn,” I turn to him. “Start knocking on doors. I want every inch of this pack searched from top to bottom. I don’t care how tedious it is, get it done. I want my wife.”
“Alpha Mason,” Eloise’s voice is soft and insecure behind me.
“Are you okay?” I smile stiffly at her. The poor girl has been through enough, I do not wish her to feel my anger.
“Yes,” she nods, clearing her throat. “It’s just … this is awkward, but … uhm, maybe you should speak with your mother.”
“My mother?” I frown at her. “Are you implying she has something to do with this?”
“N … no,” she shakes her head, fumbling with her fingers. “But uhm, she doesn’t like Luna Carina and well, I don’t kno
