Xavier's pov
I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. Not because I really wanted to, but because my mom would have scalped me if she knew I'd freaked out again - and broke something else. Last time, the unfortunate victim of my anger had been her favorite Faberge egg, and she hadn't taken it very well.
We were at a standstill.
Despite all the packs that were working with us, despite John's and Franz's colleagues' help, despite all our connections, it was impossible to locate Emily.
It had been two months since she'd been taken, and we hadn't gotten any news about her since then - I didn't know what was happening to her, and it was driving me crazy.
There wasn't even a lead to follow; we'd tried them all, from kidnapping members of the Red Blood pack and interrogating them, to h
