CALIFF

“I’m so sorry, Claire. I wish I had good news.”

“I want you to be honest with me, Alpha. Is my husband dead?”

“I don’t know, Claire.” I shook my head. I didn’t know how to answer a grieving woman waiting for her mate to return to her. And she looked like she had been crying and hadn’t been sleeping well. “The PD in the city and the sheriff hadn’t found a body. So we have hopes. That’s why we’re not giving up.”

She smiled sadly. “I know he’s still ...