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.

my shirt. Now that made sense. Of course, we wouldn’t have needed them for

No one is going to risk the mates

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

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

certain if I didn’t realise Evangeline was gone, most of us would have completed the entire paper. But aside from the passage describing the takeover

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

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

Where would

it over for a few moments

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

the lock on the bedroom door and unlock it. I hate that they fucking have access to my place. I push open the door, not caring when it slams off the wall as

she

The bedroom.

here somewhere. There’s no other place that we even spent time at… I pause when my mind goes to the apartment in the city. I frown, it’s not a place l want the world to know of, but if

bedroom and closet apart. There

this place becomes a fucking mess, plus with all this paper I might miss the letter. Who knows how big this scrap

to doubt myself and pull out the test papers again as I walk out of my office. It’s also a mess now just like the bedroom and I have found nothing.

did have a moment here… I pull out the drawer

couch. Nothing. I search

sofa. The force makes it tip over. I glance at the ground beneath it, but there’s nothing here. I run 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

if there’s something in here. I frown as I scan the inside. There’s no clue or letter, but my eyes fall on the slim phone that now lies at the

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