#Chapter 12: Gone Rogue
ELENA
My heart was in my throat as I held my phone in my hands. Aiden had run out of pack territory. Alone.
My breath caught as I shoved my phone back into my pocket, spinning on my heel to leave. Derek’s hand shot out, grabbing my wrist before I could take another step.
“What’s wrong?” His voice was low, concerned.
I yanked my arm free, swallowing back my rising panic. “It’s none of your business.”
His jaw clenched. “Elena, tell me what’s going on.”
I looked into his eyes, those same brown-gold eyes as our son. Aiden.
I said nothing, turning, and sprinted out of the restaurant, my pulse pounding in my ears. I called Mason but his phone went right to voice mail. He had just gone into an important meeting and must have turned it off.
I cursed and called our driver, telling him to bring the car around immediately, I needed to head home.
As I waited what seemed like an agonizingly long time, I pulled out my phone again. There was only one person I could turn to n

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