Morgan’s POV

After the call from Xavier on the day my mate was taken, I knew without a doubt that I would need help finding her.

We tried for three more days to break through the wards of magic that surrounded the path that led us to finding Alora, but to no avail.

As we got home on the third night, I was exhausted physically, emotionally, and mentally. I could feel Alora calling out to me in my dreams every f**king night.

Last night was worse.

In the dream, she was curled up in a fetal ...