It had been weeks, long weeks since Liam saw Nicole smile. Long weeks since she met his gaze. Long weeks since she was confident in him, and it drove him to the brink of insanity.
On another hand, there was Garrett, who seemed to have also lost his mind since his mate Lola was killed, while he survived with minor injuries. Garrett was the pack's beta and was supposed to be a rock.
He had been up until the moment the voice of reasoning stood between Liam's brashness and the pack duties. Just like Nicole, Garrett remained in an oblivion-like state and refused to communicate with anybody.
Liam was also trying, just like with Nicole, to get Garret out of his head, but nothing seemed to be working. Liam understood it. He felt he understood a teensy bit of what his friend felt.
He didn't think he would want to live if he lost someone so precious to him. Memories of fear that ate him up when Nicole was missing gave him an idea of what Garrett was going through.