"My King, report from border patrol, the Crimson wolves have arrived. They are being escorted to the Ethereal palace at this moment." Luther reported.
Askel lifted up his gaze from where he stared out dazedly over his balcony, an action he had found himself engaged in quite frequently ever since he had returned empty handed, with no traces of his mate left behind.
Askel could not understand just what he had done wrong, just how he had erred that the Creator would dangle his mate right before his eyes and now leave him with no methods of finding her.
Whoever she was, her scent was completely masked, Askel had only picked it up because they were mates and yet there was no possible way to find a scent trail, try as he might.
Askel had searched for a day and a night, all to no avail, there were no traces of her to be found whatsoever, even in the exact spot Askel had found her battling a group of rogues.
