Draven's POV
I returned to the guest bedroom where Caroline was sleeping. The medication Dr. Molina had given her was wearing off, and I could see her face was filled with worry even while she slept. She made soft crying sounds and tears rolled down her cheeks. My heart ached watching my mate suffer like this.
"Caroline," I whispered, gently stroking her hair. "Wake up, love."
Her eyes fluttered open, still glossy with tears. "Draven? Did they find Liam?" Hope and fear battled in her voice.
"Not yet," I said softly, pulling her into my arms. "But your parents are here. I thought you might need them."
She buried her face against my chest, her tears soaking through my shirt. Alaric whined inside me, desperate to comfort our mate.
"You called them?"
"Yes. I sent the private jet for the
