“Is Jonas still tracking the kidnapper?” Nox asked as he prepared to leave, his voice firm but calm. Croxx quickly checked his phone, his eyes scanning the screen before he gave a short nod.
“Yes, Alpha,” Croxx replied. “Should I make him stop?”
“Yes,” Nox answered without hesitation. “Have him follow me instead. I’ll send you the coordinates.” His tone carried authority, each word sharp with urgency. Then he added, “Keith will be here soon. Until then, you’re in charge, Croxx.”
Croxx straightened his posture, taking the responsibility seriously. “Yes, Alpha,” he said respectfully, bowing his head in acknowledgment.
Amber, who had been standing silently nearby, stepped closer. Worry clouded her eyes as she reached out and placed her hand gently on Nox’s arm.
“Bring him back safe and s
