#Chapter 86: The Desperate Search

Arthur As the sun began its descent on the city, a sense of unease settled upon Arthur's heart. The evening air seemed to grow colder, carrying with it a disquieting hush that echoed through the empty rooms of his home. Almara hadn't returned as she always did. Panic took root, gnawing at his insides, as the minutes stretched into hours, each one etching deeper lines of worry onto his face. He had tried so many times to reach out via the mate bond, but there had been no answer. The only solace he had was that he could feel she was alive. But he should have been able to feel so much more. The mate bond should have connected them no matter how far apart they were. Something was definitely wrong. His trembling fingers dialed Almara's parents, his voice strained as he tried to keep his composure. The silence on the other end of the line was deafening. No one had seen or heard from her since the morning. Anxiety gripped him like a vice, and with each passing second, the world seemed to