Tay stood in the center of his lavish chamber, the air around him heavy with tension. His chest heaved as he downed another glass of whiskey, the amber liquid burning its way down his throat. The glass hit the floor with a sharp crack, shattering into countless pieces that scattered like his patience. He had been unhinged for over two months now, ever since Maya, his mate, had vanished right from under his nose. The frustration inside him had built to an unbearable level, a storm raging just beneath the surface, barely contained by the iron control he had learned to wield over the years.
He paced across the room, his thoughts spinning in endless loops. How had it come to this? He had waited patiently, planning everything for years, waiting for Maya to reach the right age before he made hi
