CHAPTER 43 Missing

  Tristan POV

  My office door bursts open, and Mason rushes in. He is on his knees at my side.

  "I didn't know," he whimpers, baring his neck to me.

  I let my eyes graze over him, ignoring his confession, before I look at my office door. I expect to see my mate standing in the doorway, but she is not there. Lifting my nose to the air, I inhale deeply and search for her delicious scent, but I cannot find that either.

  "Where is Rowena?" I demand to know.

  Mason refuses to look up from the ground as he speaks. "She refused to come."

  "And you left her there?" I growl as I get to my feet.

  Mason nods silently.

  Grabbing him by the neck, I pull him to his feet and snarl in his face. "You know what she is to me?"

  Mason nods again.

  "And you left her alone?" My tone is calm and collected, but I am anything but.