#Chapter 234: The Hunt

Edrick

Ella slowly pointed her little finger in the direction where I last saw Moana and Kat walking over by the edge of the forest.

Only now, no one was there.

I felt my heart drop as I quickly scanned the treeline. I couldn’t see a flash of red hair anywhere I looked, no matter how hard I strained my eyes through the light drizzle of rain and the darkening sky.

Maybe she came back in without me realizing, I thought to myself.

“What’s wrong, daddy?” Ella asked, c*****g her head.

I shook my head and stood, forcing a weak smile so as not to cause Ella to panic. “Nothing, baby. Why don’t you go up to your room and play? Ask one of the maids to stay with you.”

Ella gave me a puzzled look, but didn’t protest. I watched in horror as she ran off to play, and then I bolted into the kitchen to look for Selina.

“Have you seen Moana?” I asked once I found Selina bent over the sink, washing dishes. She made a face and shook her head as she wiped her hands off on her apron.

“I haven’t seen her since she went on her walk with her bodyguard,” she said, turning to face me with a frown on her face. “Why? Is everything alright?”

I grabbed my coat off of the hook. “I’m going to look for

and the sky was rapidly darkening while

as though my heart was falling

called into the dark forest, peering in and using my night vision to look around. “Are

that I could at least pick up some

to myself as I hurriedly walked further into the forest, keeping my head on a constant swivel in case Moana — or someone else — suddenly appeared. I never should

my wolf spoke up for the first time in a

said. “I

stopped in my tracks. My heart was racing a mile a minute. “What do you sense, exactly?” I asked out loud.

sure, exactly,” Eddy replied. “But I can tell that she’s alive, and she’s afraid. Maybe she got lost,

was going to suggest: that something even worse happened to her than simply getting lost. Of course I already knew that

very least, if Eddy could sense her fear,

her first, before my dad

ahead, I scanned the forest with my night vision and smelled the air for anything; any scent, any broken twig, any footprint in

spot, and it looked fresh, like someone stepped over it and tripped on it just a little bit. It was

the log. I ran

would be no reason for her to let Moana wander and get lost or hurt. I hated to think that something else may have happened… What if Kat wasn’t

thinking deeply as

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