Chapter 86 Shady Dealings

• Ryan
• I'm convinced that I'm going crazy. Without my mate in my mind, or in my arms, I feel like half a puzzle, incomplete and scrambling. I picture her silky hair, her beautiful vast eyes, wide and wandering with love and admiration as she stares at me. Her hands are soft, precious but built with a few callouses, fighting through her first life, and now the second.
• I sit at the breakfast table alone, unwilling to even lift my fork, relying on stress and coffee for far too long. I don't mind the jittery adrenaline it gives me; it only fuels me more in the search for my mate. I know she's in the woods near our pack lands, I know she was taken, and if the note meant anything, she is at least somewhat safe in order to be used as collateral.