#Chapter 86 – Shady Dealings

Ryan I'm convinced that I'm going crazy. Without my mate in my mind, or in my arms, I feel like half a puzzle, incomplete and scrambling. I picture her silky hair, her beautiful vast eyes, wide and wandering with love and admiration as she stares at me. Her hands are soft, precious but built with a few callouses, fighting through her first life, and now the second. I sit at the breakfast table alone, unwilling to even lift my fork, relying on stress and coffee for far too long. I don't mind the jittery adrenaline it gives me; it only fuels me more in the search for my mate. I know she's in the woods near our pack lands, I know she was taken, and if the note meant anything, she is at least somewhat safe in order to be used as collateral. I hear the door open, Fritz the elder peering into the room before sitting down at the table across from me. He has been the main elder to interact with me, the others awfully timid and quiet when I enter a