Elroy’s POV
I wanted to punch a hole in the wall. This was impossible, obviously, given the walls were thick stone, but the intention remained! "Damn it!" I growled, pacing inside my mom’s rooms.
I resisted the urge to snarl. I didn’t want to upset Mom.
"That so-called 'emergency' was nothing but a routine inventory issue,” I vented. “Our resource manager could have handled it blindfolded! The council was just pissy that I was spending time with my Mate."
"Oh, sweetheart," Mom sighed, reaching out to touch my arm. "I'm sorry you missed Olivia. She just left a few minutes ago." I could tell; the scent of my Mate still lingered in the air, a taunting reminder of how close I’d been to seeing her.
"I haven't really seen her in days, Mom. This investigation... it's consuming all her time.
