Carlos DeLuca

“We searched every land and deep corners of the forest outside the border but she is nowhere”

I clench my fist, the grip on my fork tightens until it bends. The heat in my chest is threatening to burst. I haven't found her yet. She must be hurting somewhere, dealing with the wrath of those rogues. I can't even begin to imagine what they do to she-wolves.

I stand up, pushing the chair back with such force that it slides back and falls on the floor.

“We will continue ...