"I think someone else has taken them. Should we keep searching?" Gamma Chiara asked through the mind-link, bringing Damon back to the present.
"Keep searching. I will speak with other packs nearby to keep an eye out and to alert me if anything seems suspicious," Damon replied before sighing, "I will speak with the parents."
"Are you sure, Alpha? I can do that if you want to.." Chiara trailed off, seemingly like she was trying to find the right words without sounding disrespectful.
But Damon cut her off, saving her the effort, "No, they need to hear it from me. Thanks, Chiara, keep me updated."
"Alpha."
"Shit," He muttered out loud and peeked down at Aila, who stirred but clung onto him more. Watching her made him angry again, thinking about Xander and the pack members that challenged Chiara. He wondered if he would have lost his mind and tortured those that challenged him if Aila had died.
