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.

camera attached to my shirt. Now that made sense. Of course, we wouldn’t have needed them for a fucking

means they must be somewhere safe. No one is

me, trying to think straight. Leaning against

palace is overtaken… There’s a lot of detail of what happens in the palace, of course, there is, as they have

aside from the

myself, trying to read through it again. Each passing minute frustrates me and it’s only when I’m about to rip the

The Luna in her panic leaves a message to the Alpha but she is unable to escape and hides the letter…” Is this

me a letter… Where would Evangeline leave me a

over for a few moments before

can see the cameras set up here are there, but they don’t cover the entire place, but

place. I push open the

would she hide

The bedroom.

It has to be here somewhere. There’s no other place that we even spent time at… I pause when my mind goes to the apartment in the

the bedroom and closet apart. There is nothing

slower here, hating when this place becomes a fucking mess, plus with all this paper I might miss

again as I walk out of my office. It’s also a mess now just like the bedroom and I have found nothing. I’ve been here for over an hour

the couch. We did have a moment here… I pull out the drawer on the coffee table.

rip off the cushions of the couch. Nothing. I

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 to the sofa,

and grip the ripped area; I tear it open fully, wondering if there’s something in here. I frown as