I couldn't see anything. Or hear anything. The air was heavy, so heavy. And still. It suffocated me like a dark, silent blanket. Dense and endless.

Feeling panic rise up inside me, I tried to move, but all I could do was thrash slightly to the side. I could feel chains wrapped around my waist, my feet and my hands. Whimpering, I struggled to control my breathing. I felt sick to my stomach, and could feel bile rising into my mouth.

Where the hell was I?

I wanted to open my eyes and find out this was all a dream, but the ball of dread in my stomach was telling me that this was real. I let out a scream, but it came out weak. Maybe it was the strange air in whatever room I was in, or just that I was so paralysed with fear, but I knew that any noise I made wouldn't penetrate outside of the walls.

I had to control my breathing. I was on the verge of hyperventilating, and felt like I was going to pass out. I blinked the tears out of my eyes and tried to focus on anything other than the fact I had been kidnapped and was tied up in the middle of nowhere, possibly at risk of being killed or tortured.

Yeah, not an easy thing to forget.

Despite this, I slowly managed to control my breathing, focusing on happy thoughts, like Levi.

Oh god, Levi.

I struggled, sifting through hazy memories. The last thing I could remember was sitting by the bonfire, watching Levi run back to the house to get a blanket. How could I have possibly been kidnapped in that short time?! There were hundreds of people sitting around me.

Unless... Unless the pack was in on it?

Maybe they hated the idea of a human luna, or maybe they just hated me. Could they possibly be the ones doing this?

I panicked for a moment, but then I remembered the smiling faces and genuine happiness that had exuded from everyone at the dinner, and severely doubted that they would be behind this.

So who?

My family didn't have any enemies, we weren't important enough for that.

Maybe it wasn't about me, maybe I was just in a vulnerable situation. My mind flashed to all the stories of girls being kidnapped and not seen for twenty years, or never seen again at all. The things those kidnappers did to those girls...

This time I really did throw up. Onto what, I wasn't sure, because I still couldn't see anything.

Shaking, I shifted in the chains. I had just enough movement to pull my knees closer to my body, so I attempted to curl up into a ball. This couldn't be happening, this couldn't be happening, this couldn't be happening...

Levi's POV

"Levi, eat something," Estelle pleaded, holding a plate out to me. I threw her a hard glare, pushing the plate away. How could I eat at a time like this?!

"Estelle, stop." She dropped her head and left the room. I knew I was harsh, but I was seriously struggling to be rational.

Danielle was gone. Missing. Taken?

I looked around the room, twenty of the highest ranking members of the pack were poured over maps, yelling into phones, strategizing. They were filthy. We all were.

As soon as I arrived back to find Danielle not where I left her, I knew she was in danger. No one had seen her leave, no one had seen anyone come onto the property. We'd spent hours scouring the forest, the whole pack had helped, but there was no sign of her. No scent. Nothing.

It just didn't make sense, we had highly sophisticated security systems, not to mention our own senses, that alerted us when someone not from the pack was on our territory. It didn't make any fucking sense.

That's what made me the most frustrated. Desperately frustrated. Danielle could be anywhere, in any kind of trouble, and here I was with absolutely no leads, no idea where she is and no idea how to help her.

I was in a haze, some kind of desperate despair, and it was preventing me from thinking straight. I kept exploding, just completely losing it at the smallest things. Can you blame me? I'd only just got Danielle, and now she was missing.

I was broken out of my thoughts when my phone rang. Alex.

"Sorry, I missed like eight of your calls. Everything okay?"

"Have you seen Danielle?" I cut him short, my voice pained and angry. I knew she wasn't home or with him, I'd already checked there. But I had to ask. I had to do something.

"What, no? I thought she was with you guys? She said she would stay over after the dinner."

I closed my eyes, trying to keep calm.

"What's going on?" Alex demanded.

"She's missing. One minute she was there, the next, gone."

"Holy shit, okay. Fuck, do you have any idea where? How?"

I shook my head, pain ripping through my heart.

"I'll keep you updated." Then I hung up.

Because the truth was, we did know someone was after her. Someone, or something. I thought I'd put up enough precautions to prevent them from breaking through the border again. I thought that she would be safe, with surveillance on her constantly, and literally hundreds of wolves around her at all times.

This was all my fault. I should have done more. I should never have left her side.

"I'm running the perimeter again," I muttered, slamming the door behind me.

Shutting out the voices in the mind link, I ran towards the tree line.

I wouldn't stop looking until she was safe with me again.