Raiden's POV
Blood dripped from my knuckles as I pulled my hand from the stone wall. The pain felt good. Real. It was better than the void eating me alive.
"Where is she?" I roared, spinning to face Marcus.
He stood in the entry of my office, his face pale. "Alpha, I—I don't know. The trail finishes at the human town. She was working at some diner, but when I went to get her, she ran."
I grabbed the heavy wood desk and flipped it over with a crash. Papers, my laptop, and a bottle of whiskey went flying. The whiskey broke, filling the room with its sharp smell.
"You had her!" I slammed Marcus against the wall, my hand around his throat. His feet dangled above the ground. "You had her and you let her slip away!"
"She...had...help," Marcus choked out.
I relaxed my grip just enough for him to speak. "What help? Who?"
"Luca," he gasped. "Luca was there."
I dropped Marcus to the floor. Something cold and dark twisted in my gut.
