Page 41 of Pack Baby for the Silver Foxes

“Have you called her?” I asked.

“Yes. She’s not answering. I think she blocked me.”

Lincoln blew out a breath. “Have you checked her dorm?”

“Yes, have you checked her dorm?” I repeated to make sure he heard.

“Her roommate hasn’t seen her. But I think she is lying.”

“Why would she lie to you?”

Damien hesitated for a moment. “Because she is angry with me.”

“Why? Did you cheat on her?” I asked.

Damien said nothing, which told me too much.

“Damien. Answer me.”

“She’s an omega, Dad, and I fucked up. She went to the clinic by herself, but I don’t know which one and she’s alone. And you just keep asking what I did.”

Mary’s scent shifted as the violet folded inward and the rain sharpened.

“Call all the clinics,” I said. “Then call campus security. And if you think she’s in danger, call the police and tell them she’s missing.”

“I don’t know if they’ll take me seriously.”

I pushed my hands through my hair. “They’ll take a missing omega seriously if you tell them she’s going into heat.”

“She was acting strange,” Damien said. “Flushed. Angry. I asked if she was going into heat, and she lost it.”

Mary’s eyes opened.

Lincoln inhaled slowly.

“Why did she lose it?” I asked.

“Because we were fighting.”

“About?”

“Does it matter?”

“Yes.”

Damien made a frustrated sound. “She saw me talking to someone.”

Mary gave a tiny, humorless laugh.

“Talking,” I repeated.

“Yes.”

“Was that all?”

“Dad.”

“Was that all?”