Lance's POV
I rushed out of the car and Raphael parked well.
I stormed off looking for Maisie, somehow it was hard to find her.
But I knew and I could feel it in my bones that she was in the pack house.
When I entered, I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't in the room.
"Maisie, where are you?" I called out.
No reply.
That didn't stop me.
I ran all over the house looking for Maisie.
I stopped in front of the kitchen where Raphael and Raul stood.
"Maisie!" I exclaimed.
They both looked at me with concern and confusion on their faces.
I had no idea why but I just kept on running around calling out for Maisie, it annoyed me that I couldn't scent her.
As I got farther from them I began hearing voices.
I stopped listening.
Instead, I focused all my energy to find out where exactly I was going and what direction they were coming from.
Then I heard a scream.
A blood-curdling scream.