Desperation from the Past

Chapter Seventeen: Desperation from the Past

Keal's POV

I had searched everywhere.

Every border. Every rogue hideout. Every possible place I could think of.

And still—nothing.

I stood in my room, chest heaving, fists clenched, mind filled with one thought.

Nora.

Where was she?

Was she safe?

Was she even still around the pack?

My wolf snarled, pacing restlessly inside me.

"We need to find her. NOW."

I growled, frustration boiling over. With one violent motion, I grabbed the nearest chair and threw it against the wall. It shattered into splinters—but it wasn't enough.

Nothing was enough.

The mate bond still existed, but it was weak.

Too distant.

Too hopeless.

Which meant she was alive…

But in pain.

And I couldn't do a damn thing about it.

I couldn't even find her.

I forced myself to take a slow breath, but it did nothing to calm the storm inside me.