Maisie's POV
I ran out of the room, calling Dylan's name repeatedly.
I could feel the stares of the pack members on me, I knew I looked crazy, but I didn't care at all, all that mattered was finding Dylan.
I kept running in circles around the building as I tried to make sense of who would have taken a small baby that wasn't up to two months.
My head wasn't normal, I kept thinking of what and who would take my son.
I suddenly couldn't breathe as I thought of crazy scenarios and how they'll take my son.
The first image that crossed my mind was them killing him and stealing his body.
I immediately shut my thoughts down by trying to find any sign that someone had been there.
"Dylan!"
I greeted the enforcer and ran out of the pack's gate.
The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the forest, I stopped where I stood, looking around for who had come.
The last thing I want right now is to see anyone.