His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

48. A Clue

ZEDKIEL.

I rush through the halls trying to pick up her scent, but there’s nothing at all, no fucking scent. They’ve sprayed something here; the entire place just smells the same…

Fuck!

I punch the wall, looking down at the paper. There has to be some fucking clue in here? I glance up when I see Chasyn run down the hall, his face pale.

“What is it? Is Maryka in danger?” I ask, knowing if his mate is hurt, he could at least feel it.

He shakes his head before he runs off down the hall, not saying anything. 1

I’ll find her. Somehow.

Rolling the papers up, I stride down the hall, desperate to find her. I don’t like her out of my sight, alone, especially if I don’t know where she is or who she is with. I should have asked someone to watch over her. I don’t trust anyone here…

I run through the halls, trying to think where they may have taken her, but nothing seems out of the ordinary. It will be somewhere hard… there has to be a clue in here! Unrolling the papers, I flip through them, trying to slow down and read through them. Frowning when I reach the hostage section…

There’s got to be some clue in here…

“Attention to all contestants. You have until midnight to find your Lunas and return to the grand hall. There are no restrictions, you may go wherever you wish as long as you uphold the rules of the tournament. If at any point your cameras are switched off, you will immediately be disqualified.” Franco’s voice comes from around me.

My irritation only rises. So this is a game to them? Obviously, it fucking is.

down at the little video camera attached to my shirt. Now that made sense. Of course, we wouldn’t have

somewhere safe. No one is going to

within me, trying to think straight. Leaning against the wall, I read through

at this paper, a hostage situation where the Luna is kidnapped, and the palace is overtaken… There’s a lot of detail of what happens in the palace, of course, there is, as they have a shit tonne of questions they pretended needed

from the passage describing the takeover of the palace, not one part of the text mentions where the Luna is

it’s only when I’m about to rip the fucking thing up does my attention fall to the

The Luna in her panic leaves a message to the Alpha but she

Where would Evangeline leave

few moments before

our quarters. I can see the cameras set up here are there, but they don’t

they fucking have access to my place. I push open the door, not caring when it

she hide

The bedroom.

when my mind goes to the apartment in the city. I frown, it’s not a place l want the

and closet apart. There is nothing here at

lounge, I head to my office. I’m a little slower here, hating when this place becomes a fucking mess, plus with all this paper I might miss the letter. Who knows how big this scrap of

to doubt myself and pull out the test papers again as I walk out of my office. It’s also

moment here… I pull out the drawer on the coffee

rip off the cushions of the couch. Nothing. I search

a hand down my head, my head pounding with irritation. I’m hungry too and I need blood. I’m about to turn away when my attention falls

over to it and grip the ripped area; I tear it open fully, wondering if there’s something in here. I frown as I scan the inside. There’s no