Chapter 51. MacTire

ZANE

When we got the message that Kellen's team had found evidence of Lamia being at the small farm they found, as well as tire tracks, whether they had suggested it or not, I was going to them.

It was the first piece of evidence we had found in months, the first real lead we had come across. I was ready to leave immediately. My heart raced and my wolf was anxious. We needed her. I needed to get to her. To be able to hold her in my arms, to smell her, kiss her, fuck, just to lay eyes on her again.

She was our strength. These past weeks had been torture, not just from feeling her pain and violation, but just from being without her. ‘We will get her back and never let her go’ Dacia, my wolf sounded out through my head. I silently agreed with him.

We would find her and kill every fucker who dared to touch her. Kill every fucker who looks at her. We would hold her and never let go. The separation and afflictions had taken its toll on us, my wolf becoming fer