Chapter 472

Third Person's POV

The moment Killian's voice fell, the front doors of the manor burst open with a loud bang. Owen Frost strode in, rainwater still clinging to the hem of his coat, a thick file clutched tightly in his hand.

His eyes swept urgently across the grand entry hall, scanning for Piper like a wolf who'd caught her scent.

"Where's Piper?" he demanded, his voice sharp with adrenaline.

Cora,