“She’s not with the pack. She was sent somewhere. Some alpha male came and got her with his pack not too long ago. They were all there for less than an hour when they picked her up, and then left back to the South.”

My stomach sinks. “What?”

“Like I said.” Delilah’s frown deepens. “I don’t know. I don’t know whose pack it was or where they went. I was being kept locked in my parents’ house the entire time it happened and only found out after the fact when I overheard one of the enforcers talking about it. I couldn’t follow after her because their scent was gone by then, or else I’d be there right now instead of here.”

Something in me begins to panic—a slow sinking thought that I don’t want to have any possibility of being a reality, but the chances aren’t exactly zero either. It would be a one-in-a-million shot.

“When was this?” I ask.

“Almost two weeks ago,” she says.

It can’t be. There’s no possible way.

Moving around my desk, I head over to the large bookshelf on the far-side wall of my office. An old rolled-up map is sitting innocuously on top of a long row of large texts, slightly dusty when I pick it up.

I turn back to Delilah while slowly unrolling it in my shaking hands.

Itcan’tbe.

I have to hold it open when I place it on my desk to keep it from folding back together, so I nod with my chin and say, “Show me where your pack is located.”

She slips a pen off my desk and traces from where Pollis’s packlands are clearly labeled and dots her way across the map, heading east. She mumbles to herself as she counts the miles, finally coming to a familiar spot and circling it.

“Right here. That’s where we are. Andromeda.”

It’s the same one.

The one Constance circled.

No.

I fall back into my chair, practically collapsing into it. The map quickly snaps shut, sending Delilah jumping back.

The alpha from the South, coming to the North to visit a pack. Spending less than an hour there—long enough to collectsomethingand then be on their way. Stopping in a town miles outside of it called Northwood and staying for several days.

“This alpha…” I mumble. “What was his purpose for coming to your pack in the first place?”

Delilah grimaces. “Daniel, my alpha…he sold Raine to him as a breeder. That’s…that’s why I came to you as soon as I could.”

My eyes snap to her.

Breeder?

“Like I said, my pack alpha hates her. It was the only way he could get rid of her…make her someone else’s problem, as he’d say.”

My jaw drops.

A breeder?

No.

Surely…?

Nausea overwhelms me.

“Your Grace?” Delilah says.

No, no, no, no, no.