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room. “Connor has filled us in on the details, and we've notified the New Mexico pack. Did you know that they have had some wolves to come up missing?”
    Marrok shook his head, his eyes narrowing in thought. “I have an idea that this is all connected, though. There is something going on out there, and it's not going to be anything pretty.”
    Alexander seated Carole Anne into one of the waiting chairs before pulling another one up to sit next to Marrok. “I've never asked you this before, Marrok, and I never would were the situation not so grave. Do you really believe someone has your mate?”
    Agony slammed into Marrok, making it difficult to breath. It had been on his mind since
    Connor had told him, but actually putting it into words to someone else was almost unbearable.
    Alexander's question leeched the pain to the surface, and he struggled to remain in control of his wolf.
    Avoiding eye contact, he managed to keep his tone steady when he replied, “Thirty-one years
    ago I woke up, and my mate was gone from my home. I couldn't make out any other human or wolf
    scents, although there was a trace of something I couldn't identify.”
    His tanned hands gripped the wooden arms of the chair he was seated in so hard one of them
    cracked. Alexander reached out and clasped him on the shoulder, offering what little support and comfort he could.
    Marrok inhaled deeply before continuing, “I spent the next year searching for her, determined to find her. I would have continued, but I had someone to drag the local lake. They found the clothes she'd been wearing, but no bones. It was then I finally realized there was nothing more I could do.”
    His dark eyes were haunted as the stared at the silent men in the beds. “After that I spent the next fourteen years locked in desolation, barely surviving. There was never a sign of my mate again, not after that first night together. Taylor had completely disappeared from her entire life, snuffed out like candle. She was there one day, forever gone the next.”
    Alexander looked at Carole Anne. The expression on his face was full of love, devotion, and
    need. He couldn't imagine what his guardian was going through, and he told him that. “Whatever you need, Marrok, we're here. You're one of ours, and so is your mate. We've already got a team on standby, waiting to fly out on the order. Our guardians here are on the computers, searching all the databases for anything that could help. The New Mexico pack is out right now, scouring the area.”
    His voice lowered, his tone growing more intense. “We will not stop until you have been
    reunited with your mate. Understand this, Marrok. You're not alone.”
    Marrok nodded, watching the men and silently willing one of them to wake up. He imagined he
    could hear the screams of his mate in his head, and it was driving him crazy. What had she endured in the last thirty-one years while he was living free?
    Alexander's support eased part of the pain. For once in his long life, he allowed another to share the load. Marrok looked at him, his expression solemn. “Thank you,” he replied, simply but
    meaningfully.
    One of the men on the bed shifted, the action so slight it wouldn't have been noticed by anyone without their supernatural senses. Marrok leaned forward, watching and waiting to see if he would wake up. He did.
    “Water,” a hoarse voice requested, the sound just a breath above silence. He didn't open his eyes or move again.
    All three of them stood up in anticipation of getting the answers they needed. Carole Anne
    quickly grabbed a Styrofoam cup off of the tray and poured him a glass of water. Adding a straw, she brought it to his lips as Alexander lifted his head to let him drink his fill.
    Connor and the doctor stepped into the room. Marrok was sure they'd been watching the
    monitors, and knew the exact moment the man woke up. The doctor moved to wait behind Carole
    Anne, eager to check on his patient.
    Giving a tiny shake of his