Chapter 25

                                    

                                          
Erebon's POV
I had woken from a deep sleep when I heard a car screeching off from Pisces territory – I rolled from bed and from the moment I breathed in through my nose, and scented the fear in the cabin... I knew she was gone.
I saw her note and dismissed it, it didn't touch my heart with any kind of truth, it didn't falter me.
Sabrina didn't leave me, she was running, from something or someone. I knew bears couldn't get into the Greywood, but I also reason they could pay humans to do their dirty work.
I immediately imagine someone was hired to kidnap her, maybe the screeching of the vehicle was apart of that abduction. 
I don't like speculating, but I'm dangerously calm as I shift and run to the daycare, to check on Alice and Noah. All I get is the distraught staff, running up to meet me halfway, telling me Sabrina stole their vehicle.
"What did she say, how did she look? Was she alone?" I ask.
"I'd say she was on a mission, she looked... determined," one of the workers say, only for the other to add, "...Alpha Erebon, her aura was oozing the grey that comes with acceptance of death, it is so strange, she would never hurt her girls, would she?"
I shake my head, "No, never," I growl out, "Thank you for the information, sorry about your car," I turn and shift, running back to the Greywood packhouse.
Sabrina stole a car? 
Something had spooked her badly.
It's only 4.10pm. 
I make a few calls, and within the hour, everyone arrives.
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The Sub-Alphas, Orpheus, Becca, Caspian, Scorpeo – they're back while I sit on the kitchen bench, a strip of untouched powdered Awstone next to me... I'm tempted to take some, but a part of me wants to keep the emotions running high. I needed to feel everything so I could be in tune with my mate. Correctly in tune. I didn't want to skew my instincts just to feel less pain during a fistfight. I could take pain.
Right now, I wasn't panicked, nor was I anxious. I was full secure Alpha. I was staying calm and cool, because I had this innate string connected to her and she was calm right now too. I trusted Sabrina. Wherever she was. 
I also had a feeling that she was acting in a way that she, as an omega, couldn't help, but it would ultimately benefit us. Because omega's fulfilled that role for a reason. Omegas were strange like that, self-sacrificial and first to distract, but if she could just bond to us, remember she had a pack... we could help fill in the gaps. This was our first chance to be our pack, in her fight together.
"Brother," Orpheus walks into the packhouse first, he approaches me, looking more anxious than I feel, as he stands opposite my spot sitting on the kitchen bench, he reads my steady expression, "Explain."
"I'm waiting," I say quietly as the Sub-Alphas crowd in and around next, also catching my eye, noticing the Awstone ready to go.
"You have no information?" Caspian shuts the front door after escorting in Becca with Scorpeo, "Erebon, we need something beyond... she's gone, come back."
"Anything," Orpheus growls, but he narrows his eyes, looking me over, he knows when I'm like this, I'm in control and focused to the ninth degree.
"We can scout?" Zoran suggests.
"Anyone we should hold hostage pre-emptively?" Laoch also suggests, but I shake my head.
"What's that in your pocket?" Becca comes up behind me, her slight hand moving into my suit pants and taking out the small jar of jam I finished off just before.