Kieran's POV
My wolf, Ronan, growled within me as I gripped the phone tighter, my jaw clenched and my eyes turning sharp as I listened to my private investigator's useless report.
"What did you just say?" I snarled.
"M-Miss Kyra fled as soon as I arrived in this country, Alpha Kieran. She returned to her home country. The reason why I was unable to—"
"Shut the f**k up!" I ended the call and grabbed my whiskey bottle so hard it almost broke.
So that's what gets you out of hiding, my sweetheart? Your daddy's precious collection at auction? I laughed and took a long drink. The whiskey burned going down, matching the heat of my blood. Damn, if I'd known this would work, I would've sold his s**t piece by piece five years ago.
Damn, babe! You're making me so damn crazy! You're so f*****g s
