Billionaire Alpha's 99 Deadly Games

Game of Hearts Alpha’s Dangerous Love 151

Chapter 151

Chapter 151

Returning to the front desk, the woman was gone. I obnoxiously banged on the little bell until at last she appeared again.

It took me only a little amount of time to explain that I desperately needed to find Elise and straighten out a misunderstanding. I begged her to think of where she had last seen her. She did not look sympathetic to my cause at all, while telling me that my mate had been picked up by Uber a good half hour earlier, but didn't want to tell me that to give her time to get away as she had been upset and anxious to leave. She made no qualms about her opinion that I was the reason for E's hasty retreat, and I would have believed her too, if I hadn't noticed her agitation and smelled the anxiety wafting off her. At least there were some benefits to being a shifter.

I dismissed her scent as my own paranoia and suspected my facial expressions were less than friendly. I thanked her and walked to the front door of the lobby. I walked outside, not caring about the pain spiking up my legs from the cold, frozen ground. I took a deep breath. Nothing. There was no sign of Elise.

I sniffed the air half a dozen more times to be sure. If my mate had been there within the last half hour, I would have smelled her lingering scent, but there was nothing. I quickly returned to the lady at the front desk, barely keeping my anger in check.

"You're lying," I challenged.

Her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed, and her voice waivered in her attempt to challenge me.

"I-I-I'm not. You have no proof or reason to say such th-th-thing," she awkwardly stuttered.

"I'd like to see your manager," I demanded.

and I had a bad feeling in my gut that there was a lot more to this story and that I wasn't going to

not here and won't be in today on

the right word, knowing "mate" wasn't right in the

I knew that

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was lying and knowing I was going to do something I might potentially regret if I did not step away, I turned and left her,

called

her?"

she was around somewhere, but there were no signs of her anywhere. Then her story changed again. This time an Uber picked her up, but man, I'm telling you, I may not be a tracker, but I know my mate's scent, and if

that front door. I'm about to lose my shit, Kyle. Where can she

down and keep looking. I'm sending

a few hours before they get there. Send me the

And Pat, find my

rest until

some whispers and commotion in the