Alpha Manuel pov

“Prepare the search team,” I ordered Ryan firmly, my voice sharp as steel. “There will be an all-round search for a week. Find that bastard and bring me his head.”

Ryan’s expression tightened, his jaw clenching as he gave a curt nod. I brushed past him without slowing, my coat flaring slightly as I strode to where my car was parked.

Sliding into the driver’s seat, I shut the door with a muted thud, the leather squeaking beneath me as I gripped the steering ...