Chapter 17. Broken Bond

GRAYSON

An Hour Earlier

My wolf was being an asshole. He wouldn’t stop forcing himself up against my consciousness, trying to take control and shift. He was pissed. Livid.

He kept reminding me that our mate was out on her own, completely unprotected and in extreme danger—and we were doing nothing about it. As if that weren’t the only thing on my mind.

“You doing okay there, Alpha?” Kyle asked me from his seat across from me. “You’re not looking too good.”

I ignored his question and continued to pace back and forth at the head of the table with my fists in my hair, barely holding it together.

Of course I wasn’t okay. I was the furthest thing from okay. I was barely eating or sleeping, unable to focus on anything but finding her.

My Belle.

The thousand-year-old wood of the table in front of me was completely covered in papers and documents, all pertaining to any clues as to where Belle might be.

I had any, and all informatio