Strings of Fate

Chapter 211

Strings of Fate

211- Building and bonding

Everyone frantically looks around the room until we realise that Harry isn’t here. We’re all sharing near identical looks of alarm except for Alpha Kohen and Marie but I assume that’s because they don’t know Harry well enough to understand why we are all so concerned. Where did he get to and what is he doing? I love him but he should not be left unsupervised at a party. Something catches my attention. Why does Cam look so guilty?

“Cam… do you know something that you want to mention?” I ask suspiciously. She shrugs.

“I mean, it’s no big deal. I just thought that I would test a new drink on him. One that is designed to have more of a kick when used on Incubi. I haven’t tried it until now because getting him drunk in a public place honestly sounds like a punishable offence. I didn’t think it would be a problem here…” She trails off, clearly double thinking her decision.

“So you’re saying Harry isn’t just missing, he’s drunk and missing.” I confirm.

“Uh… maybe?” Cam squeaks. Bellamy jumps to his feet.

“Okay, everyone go look for Harrison.

blame him. Harry is pretty unpredictable at times.

sounds pained and slightly terrified, want

to know what he might get up to.” Bellamy

Luckily, it takes about one minute to find him. He’s just in the living room watching TV. I’m

relived for a moment but the second he sees me his eyes widen and he jumps to his feet,

stumbling slightly.

“RYANN!!! I MISSED YOU, COME HERE.” He moves way faster than someone as clearly inebriated as he is should be able to, and throws himself at me, nearly knocking me over with his taller frame. He crushes me to his chest, half suffocating me in a hug.

“Harry… I can’t… breathe.” I force out. He lets me go enough that I can breathe but doesn’t

release me. Bellamy follows me to the living room and calls the others to let them know that

found him. He doesn’t look thrilled with how Harry is

We were looking for

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Harry turns to whisper in my ear, but the kind of

me. I bet he wants to be friends.” He says, still holding me

friends with you. What are you doing in here?” I ask.

his word, the TV is turned to a kids channel and some show about imaginary friends is playing. Huh, that’s actually fairly harmless. Drunk Harry isn’t as bad as I thought. Honestly, he’s really not all that different to usual. I suppose reduced inhibitions don’t make a lot of difference for someone who isn’t all that

drunk? I am sorry about it but I still

a happy

Harry objects, a slight slur in

are. Cam made a special drink for you to make

like me.” He grins, elated. Finally, he releases me and throws himself at Cam in a hug. She stands there awkwardly,

She

who gave him the booze.” He

of me!” She insists.

wanna! You smell nice. I like you.” He declares loudly. Cam flushes red

a little flustered.

of me you damn Incubus!” She complains again.

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Incubus charms, mostly because he isn’t actually interested in me like that, but I doubt that Cam is. In this state I’m willing to bet Harry has very little control over his Incubi

to the TV. He moves to the couch, dragging Cam with him. She objects, but can’t seem to stop him from dragging her around like a teddy bear he’s overly attached to. Sadly

You know what that means…”

his face.

Cam asks

to his feet. Finally letting go of her. He starts looking around the room,

have joined

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