Papers, books, and pens went flying as Sasha flipped the desk.
“It’s been two weeks!” she cried out in anger. It had in fact been two weeks since Joshua had been rescued and they had been to that stupid forest every single day and still they couldn’t find him. She had sent out groups of two at different hours of the day to look for him. Yet, they would come home empty-handed. Sasha would go running through the woods each night, sniffing and listening. And every time she too would come home alone.
“I know Luna,” Joshua said. He was standing at the far end of the room, watching as she threw, yet, another tantrum. Sasha knew that he was just as frustrated as she was. He had tried just about everything to find his Alpha and no luck.
“There is no way they could’ve moved him, no f*****g way,
