Derek's POV.
"Our mate is in danger," Liam's voice growled in my mind, sending a surge of confusion through me.
I turn around, but there was no one in sight. Yet, her strength was palpable, and it was driving me crazy. Where was she?
I whispered, my ears straining to pick up any sound, but there were no footsteps. No indication of anyone's presence. One thing I'm certain of, my mate was powerful.
I turned to the mirror, and my gaze met my own reflection. The blood was increasing, and I could see the worry etched on my face. I grabbed a tissue and wiped away the blood, my heart racing with anticipation.
Who was this mate that Liam spoke of? And what danger were they in? The questions swirled in my mind, but I had no answers. Only a deep sense of unease that something was wrong.