Chapter 8
Caden stood in the living room, hollow and wrecked.
No clue where Brielle could’ve
gone.
She had no one–no pack, no blood ties. Just gone.
The thought of her out there alone, rogue and unclaimed, made his chest tighten.
His gaze dragged across the space.
For the first time ever, the mansion didn’t feel like home. It felt like a stranger.
The carpets were pink now–Lilith’s favorite.
Brielle’s tasseled curtains? Gone. Swapped for those sheer ones because Lilith said tassels were “tacky.”
Even the silver wolf sculpture Brielle made by hand? Melted. Turned into Luna bling by Lilith.
Somehow, without him even noticing, every trace of Brielle had vanished.
Now the place reeked of Lilith, like she’d been Luna from day one.
How the hell hadn’t he seen it?
He’d actually been proud they got along.
How could he have been that blind to Brielle’s pain?
His chest ached so bad it felt like he couldn’t breathe. Guilt. Regret. Crushing him from every side.
He had to find her. Had to fix it. Lilith was out–for good. He’d spend his whole damn life making it up to Brielle.
He called his Beta.
“Anything on Brielle? Put out a bounty. Big one. Anyone with info gets paid.”
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The reward finally stirred the dust.
“Alpha–she left with her bags, caught a flight to the northern grasslands. After that? Nothing. Probably changed her name. Too many tiny packs up there–it’s a black hole.”
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While Caden was losing his mind trying to find me, I was out tearing across the northern grasslands like I owned the place.
I floored it through wide open plains, watched wild horses thunder past, and chased sheep over rolling hills just for fun.
