CHAPTER 165 TORN APART

Dominic I've combed the entire forest in my search for her, but it's just starting to look like she didn't walk through it at all; I could only pick up the faint scent of her. My wolf is currently a mess; he just craves blood. He thinks someone might have taken her or something. In just a day, I've walked around this whole forest up to fifty times. I stayed longer at the location where her scent ceased. I saw only her footsteps, and that was it. The last time I checked, Minerva couldn't fly; she can't. There's just something fishy about her disappearance. My chest had been throbbing painfully since I discovered she was missing; it was beating so fast that I didn't think I'd be able to pick up any other sound around me at the moment. I felt as though someone had ripped a piece of me apart. We've fought several times before, but those times, I always knew where she was; knowing she was fine and safe was enough for me. But it is so vastly different now; the sole thing that does not