re I am and why. I'm in Gabe's house, and he's planning t

e feet pounding the floor as I search for Gabe. I find him in

the ground. "You think you can leave me here and go find m

rised, but he quickly rec

voice rising. "Wherever you're going, I

him down. "Emma, this is pack business.

d? They're my children too, Gabe. I have j

are at him. "Stay out of this, Lu

on. I'm fueled by anger and determination. "I'm g

You can come. But you have to follow

'll do whatever it take

an our next move. I know I've won this small batt

me, but I refuse to meet his gaze. I know he's s

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heart racing with anticipation. I'm finally going to f

ter of the building. He's protective of me, I know.

me," he whisper

. I know he's trying to keep me safe, but

ound us, their senses on high alert. They're

my senses heightening. I'm ready for thi

reminder that he's here for me. But I don

I whisper, my voi

nses on high alert. What will we find insi

making me scream in pain and agony. I feel a surge of hurt an

tched with concern. "Emma, I've got you,"

. "I'm fine, I can walk," I insist, t

ow. "Are you sur

e pain. "I'll be fine when I see m

ys close to me as we move deeper into the warehouse,

m, but no one is there. My heart sinks, and I feel a

hing. We move closer to the chairs, and that's when we see i

ation. Where are my children? Why

I know he's trying to comfort me. But

nd frustrated, and I can tell he's trying not to show it. But I know him t

kidnapper again, but no one answers. He'

s what just happened. We wer

rm around my waist. I'm still limping from

s eyes searching. "I'm sorry, Emma," he says, his voi

. "It's not your fault, Gabe. We'll find them and

r it. He's always been like that - taking responsib

can. "We can do this, It's just a matter of time ." I said my voice

Your right.. we'll find them" he repe

from each other. We know we have a long road ahead of us, but we