Lincoln POV
It’s been three days.
Three long, dragging days since Eryx vanished beyond the borders and never came back.
At first, I told myself it was nothing. Eryx had always moved on his own terms. He disappeared, handled the whole thing and returned soon. That was who he was. That was who he’d always been.
But this time feels different.
The pack feels it too.
I stand on the balcony overlooking the courtyard, arms folded tightly across my chest as dawn bleeds slowly into morning. The air was sharp but I barely notice. My wolf paces inside my skin, restless and on edge, mirroring the unease coiled in my gut.
Three days is too long.
I turn sharply and call for the guards. “Send men out again. Widen the search. North and east this time. Leave no trail unchecked.”
They bow and move
