His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 111: No Time To Lose

Edrick

Once again, the elevator took far too long to carry me down to the lobby. As soon as the doors opened, I shot out across the lobby and bolted toward my car, ignoring the strange looks from the concierge and maintenance staff. I climbed into my car and sped off in the direction of the Rogue district with only one goal in mind: finding Moana.

Traffic began to slow me down, but I didn’t care. I broke a lot of traffic rules and would likely be pulled over later, but only cared about getting to the Rogue district in time. I could pay off the police and use my status to get out of any tickets, but I couldn’t use my status and my money to save Moana if she was already dead.

I was so furious with Kelly. How could she do this? I trusted her to do the right thing and try to be a better person, and once again, she had failed me. I felt like such an utter fool for letting her trick me. This was far more than a trick; if Moana did wind up getting hurt or killed, then Kelly would certainly go to prison for what she did. I would make sure of it.

When I finally arrived at the entrance to the Rogue district, I came to a screeching halt alongside the curb and jumped out of my car without a second thought as to whether my car might get stolen or damaged. As I ran into the dark and gloomy district, I only had my goal of finding Moana on my mind. To hell with my car. As long as I found Moana, everything would be okay.

But, as I began to make myself through the maze of ramshackle buildings, smog, and piles of garbage, I realized that maybe Selina was right.

Even as an Alpha, the Rogue district was an entirely different beast.

It wasn’t unheard of for werewolves to come to the Rogue district and get lost by accident, never to be found again. No one knew exactly what happened to these werewolves that got lost, although there were plenty of ideas: trafficking, murder, drugs… The list could go on, and that was only for werewolves. For humans? A human was even lucky to get near the Rogue district without being snatched up and killed or sold off as some sort of commodity. A beautiful woman like Moana would be an easy target for Rogues. Even just the thought of the things that they would make her do here made me sick to my stomach, and compelled me to run faster in my search for her.

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with high heels that made her almost as tall as I was, and as I approached, I could tell from her gaunt cheeks and wrinkled face that she was a drug user. “You look

grimaced and shook my head, but pulled out my wallet anyway. I pulled out a wad of cash — I didn’t even bother to count how much it was, but it was thick, so it had to at least

to snatch it, but I jerked it away. “I’m looking for someone,” I said, holding the cash out of reach. “A woman. Long red hair and freckles. And she’s pregnant. She was last seen being forced into a big black

her head. “I ain’t seen anyone like that,” she said, staring hungrily

back in my wallet — but before I could, the woman suddenly spoke up. “Wait!” she said, dropping her cigarette. “I did see a big black car drive in here a couple hours ago. It went that way.” She pointed her long, bony finger down the street. When I looked at her, I couldn’t be exactly sure how truthful she was being, but I knew that she was my only choice right now.

while the woman greedily counted

pointed. As I walked past the gaggles of meth heads and homeless people, I began to feel a new level of disgust for this city. The mayor was really allowing this? Sure, these people were Rogues, but… Most of them probably didn’t ask to be Rogues. I

began to run again, focusing on finding Moana even as the sky began to darken and rain began to pour. The only thing I

ran about wildly, the more I realized that I was just reaching a series of dead ends. This district was massive; I would never find Moana like this. I cursed out loud as I ran, feeling my heart start to sink as I imagined Moana becoming one of the poor souls who got trapped here against their will. It made me so sick I thought I would throw up,

Until…

widening. I knew that smell. I had experienced it once before when we were playing in the maze at the amusement park, and another time when I hugged Moana in the living room at the penthouse. Before, it had been weak and easily played off as perfume or the distant scent of someone else,

wasn’t

Moana. It was