Presence of a powerful she-wolf

The phone nearly slipped from her hand, but she held onto it tightly, refusing to let it fall. Only her shoulders and lips trembled. What has happened? She couldn't believe it. Rose was a mess, but she controlled herself, holding back the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. Then, she spoke to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Please… my son—where is he? If he has truly been taken, I'll give you anything you want. Just let me have him back."

She would give them anything, whatever they wanted, just to get her son back. He couldn't suffer the same fate as her. That was her biggest fear. She had been kidnapped once, and in the end, she had died. And Rolan... he hadn't come to save her.

Rolan's expression darkened with concern. His usual cocky smile had vanished. He watched Rose carefully—she looked as if she had just received shocking news. He tried to remain calm.