19: Finding Kristen

Calhoun's POV

"Alpha Calhoun, my daughter has been missing for three days," sobs the middle-aged woman in front of me.

"Are you sure she didn't elope with a lover or something?" My eyes narrow in their sockets.

"No, Daisy doesn't even sleep out. She tells me of her whereabouts but it's been three days and she hasn't returned home. Her line isn't reachable."

"How old is your daughter, again?"

"She's just twenty, Alpha Calhoun." Almost the same age as my mate, Kristen.

"Just return home, I'll have my men look into this and Daisy will be found," I assure her, meaning every word.

The tearful woman nods and reluctantly takes her leave, while the guards shut the doors. Leaving just me and Bruce alone.

It's been seven hours since my return and I went to the Greyhound council, especially to attend to pressing issues that have to do with my pack.

"Do you think the girl is alive?" Bruce inquires, stroking his chin.

"Maybe, maybe not," turning my head in his direction, I make this request, "Win