*Reece*

The woman who took my baby is sitting in a small office at the train station, crying hysterically as I tower over her, trying to understand why she would do such a thing.

I’ve sent the other Alphas away, telling them I can handle this while they look for their children, but Mark wasn’t sure. He could tell I was at the end of my rope. I still am, but I am being cautious. As much as I want to rip this woman’s head off, that won’t help me understand how she could do ...