*Find her. Find her now.*

Lucas paced in my mind, his been silent for a while angry with me for losing our mate. His anxiety was bleeding into mine as I packed the last of my supplies into the truck. The wolf had been restless for days, ever since we'd discovered Lily was gone from the hospital.

*She's hurt. She's alone. We should have been there.*

"I know," I muttered, throwing my duffel bag into the passenger seat. "We're going to find her."

*Should have never left. Should have stayed. Should ...