54. OUR GIRL

ALPHA AUGUST POV

It didn’t take Alejandra any time at all to start looking for my daughter. Why hadn’t I come to her sooner? If anything had happened to Melia, it would all be on me.

I shook my head, trying to shake loose all the unhelpful thoughts and focus on the task at hand.

“Do you have a clear picture of her face that we can use?” She asked, clicking her phone shut.

I must have drifted because I didn’t hear any of her phone conversation.

“Yes, of course. Here is the only picture I have of them. It was shortly after they had arrived at the pack house. The girls talked me into getting ice cream after Sunday dinner, just the three of us.

She raised her eyebrows with a questioning look but said nothing as she scrolled through the few pictures I had of my girls.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“There isn’t much to talk about. The wolf and witch counsel couldn’t know that a soon-to-be Alpha and a High Priestess procreated, so our parents covered it up. Their mother raised them for the