"Dad..." Soren said softly.
I ignored my son.
It's been two weeks since Scarlett and Kasyn went missing. Two fu.cking weeks without a fu.cking trace. My mate and my youngest son are gone. Poof. Disappeared into thin air.
I just saw them. I was just with them. I was just holding them. They were just here...
"Dad," Soren said more sternly this time.
The only reason I still know they're alive is because someone keeps hurting Scarlett. It's not even just hurting her though. These bas.tards are straight up torturing her. The pain that I feel Scarlett go through is...
Well, I can't help but feel like it's karma. I, who tortures for a living, am now experiencing my mate's torture. Torture like I would inflict.
I feel guilty. So much so that it's nearly consuming me. Or, I should say that
