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"Where is she?" Alpha Cian's voice carried across the lawn. It was sharp enough that it made the restless guests settle down out of fear. Pack members from both packs were frantically looking around for the bride, my sister Hazel. The wedding ceremony was supposed to take place fifteen minutes ago, but she was nowhere near the aisle. She wasn't the only one missing. I scanned the crowd for my mate, Milo. He was supposed to help coordinate things, make sure everything ran smoothly, but I had only caught a glimpse of him near the parking area for goddess knows how long ago before he disappeared. All my messages to him were unanswered. The knot in my stomach tightened further. "Miss Hughes." I jumped hard enough to knock over one of the vases. Alpha Cian stood three feet away, and I hadn't even heard him approach, which said something about how distracted I was. His dark suit didn't have a single thread out of place, but a muscle ticked in his jaw like he was grinding his teeth. "Have you seen your sister?" "She's probably just...getting ready…you know how it is with us women…" I said, my voice trailing off as his face grew darker at my words. "The ceremony was supposed to start at nine." He cut in as he glanced at his watch. All of his movement seemed on edge. "It's almost nine fifteen." My mouth went dry and my skin prickled at his tone. "I'll check on her right now." I didn't wait for his response. Immediately picking up my skirts, I ran straight back to the main house. "Hazel? Where are you? You need to hurry!" I called out the moment I entered, but there was no response. The concerning silence caused me to rush into Hazel's bedroom without knocking on the door. "Goddess, you're nearly fifteen minutes late -" But Hazel wasn't in her room. In fact, the only person present was my stepmother Isobel, who was leaning against the wall with a vacant empty stare in her eyes. Her trembling hands held a piece of paper. I shut the door behind me. "Mot

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