Sandy's POV
The second Charles walked out of the room, anxiety crashed over me like a tidal wave.
My thoughts were spinning in chaotic circles, a jumbled mess of questions without answers and emotions I couldn't untangle.
It was maddening.
Worse still was the constant dread eating away at me about my Beta's fate.
What exactly had Alpha Dan done to him?
Could I actually trust that Dan would spare his life?
I found myself walking back and forth across the room, my fists opening and closing reflexively. Part of me desperately wanted to take action, but what could I possibly accomplish in this weakened human state?
Charles was out there hunting for information while I remained trapped here, completely powerless.
My eyes fell to the locket resting in my palm. The same piece Zayden had pressed into my hands, insisting it belonged to me.
