Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32: 32- Amy Volkov

Amy Volkov: (Mother of Zara Patterson)

I was standing near the hollow where we had found Zara’s bracelet that now rested in my palm. Every time I looked at it, the sight used to make my chest ache.

Two days.

It had been two days since the rogue attack. Noah arrived as soon as he got the news, and now he was also looking for our daughter along with the troops.

It had been two days without a single sign that she was alive. I stared at the hollow and felt my heart sink when I imagined my little daughter hiding there. She must be scared, hungry, calling for me.

A sob was about to escape my throat when someone arrived at the spot, "The head warrior Jasmine reporting for duty, Your Majesty,"

I spun around and found Jasmine standing before Lucien. As always, her armor was covered in dirt and leaves. Lucien gave her a brief nod.

Jasmine’s gaze drifted past him and landed on me. Her stern expression softened immediately, "Amy..."

Before I could say something, she crossed the distance between us, "Hey. Honey..."

That was all it took. The walls I had built around myself shattered as I broke into her arms.

"I ... I can’t do this anymore, Jas."

She wrapped her arms around me tightly, "We’ll find her, Amy. Don’t you trust your best friend?"

She had been my buddy since we were two. She was the one who supported me when I wanted to go after Noah to build a new life with my mate.

We both were incredibly stupidly romantic and always believed in following our hearts.

"We’ll find her," she told me in a firm voice, "That’s why I came back from my patrol duties at the border... to be with you."

"Sh... she is too small... without a wolf. What if she’s cold?" I whispered in a shaky voice, "What if she’s calling for me and I can’t hear her?"

Jasmine’s hold tightened around me.

"This is all because of that slave," my mother, who must be behind me, repeated for the umpteenth time, "I specifically asked her not to touch a royal child. Once she returns, I’ll make sure to teach her a good lesson."

Jasmine pulled back a little before passing me that secret look as if asking, "Who is she talking about?"

I squeezed my eyes, telling her silently, "Later."

This was not the time to talk about a nobody when my daughter was out there in the dark forest.

For a moment, Jas didn’t say anything. Her gaze drifted towards my mother, then back to me. I knew that look. She badly wanted to ask about that slave. Questions were practically written across her face.

She studied me for a moment before reaching into her backpack, "Have you eaten anything today?"

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.

She sighed as she pulled out a protein bar from her pants pocket and held it out to me, "Come on. Take it. You need energy."

I stared at it as if it were poison, "My daughter is missing, Jas," I whispered.

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