Conrad's POVI stormed around the room, and shards of broken glass and ceramics that littered the room crunched under my feet.The wall was dented in various places, and my expensive furniture was upturned.On the floor, in the corner of the room, Jonas was on his knees, his head bowed close to the floor. I could see his palms bleeding, and so were his knees as he knelt on the broken shards of glass."What do you mean by 'you can't find him'?!" "My Prince, we have..."His voice was trembling, but I couldn't care less. I hurled a glass vase at him, but it missed him by a yard and shattered on the wall, raining down its pieces on the back of his clothes. "Shut up! I gave you floundering fools one job, and yet you managed to fuck that up! Where is he?! Where is his car?!""My Prince, you asked us to drive his car out of the Royal City and send it over a..." "I don't give a damn about his car! Finding him and keeping him locked up was the most important part, but you inept fools couldn
April's POVIt was getting late, and I began to worry. Ivar wasn't home yet. I tried my best not to think that the worst had happened to him, but part of my mind was scared that the people looking for Dorian had captured him as well.In a panic, I whipped out my phone and tried to dial him, but my battery gave out before I could connect."No, no, no–"I set it down on the table and looked at the door in worry.“–Ivar, where are you?" I whispered. I tried to sit still, but my legs had a mind of their own, and I was forced to pace around the room to dissipate the panic energy I was accumulating.5 pm, 5:30 pm, and there was still no sign of him.I occasionally would check on Dorian to keep my mind busy, but he was fast asleep, his head tucked cosily to the side in my father's large coat; I had suspected he was cold.It was past 6 pm, and I heard a knock at the door. I walked towards the door handle, but the door was opened from outside, and Ivar walked in, looking muddy and smelling ju
April's POVIt has been an entire day since we saved Dorian, and he has still not woken up. I had cleaned him up last night, and I desperately wished that he would open his eyes and say something. But he remained unconscious, and the only hope of life that we had was his murmurs and breathing, which became rapid now and then.Ivar helped me move him to one of the bedrooms upstairs, and we cleaned up the living room and all the mud and grime that had trailed into the house. Ivar had also insisted that I go home every night to avoid suspicion. I told him that Susan didn't care about where I went to, but he wouldn't hear of it and sent me home right after we had cleaned the living room. I woke up in my bed at home to the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned sleepily and covered my head with a pillow. I was so tired and didn't want to talk to anyone on the phone.I picked up my phone and saw that it was Lucy. The sleep was erased at that instant, and I picked up her call as fast as I co
Chapter 105April's POV"April, head up to Dorian's room and close the door. Douse the door in perfume and spray the same on yourself," whispered Ivar. I didn't hesitate and dashed upstairs. I sprayed perfume all over the house, doused myself and the door in my father's powerful cologne, and began coughing wildly as it reached my lungs.The knocking came again, and I hurried downstairs and stood beside Ivar. Was he going to open the door?"Just leave it. The person might go away,” I whispered.“No. The person clearly knows there are people here.” Ivar walked to the front door, and I was shivering in fright. Had they found him? What happened? Didn't we cover his scent well enough? Where did we go wrong?Ivar flung the door open, but the scowl on his face disappeared as soon as he saw who it was. "Good morning Beta Ivar, I'm looking for... April!–"I was surprised to see the principal standing at the door, peering at me over Ivar's shoulder through her pointy-rimmed glasses. "–You w
April’s POVIvar and I got into his car and drove towards the Richards' house. My heart was pounding in my chest. I didn't know if they would be happy with me bringing Dorian to their home. I only assumed.I was terrified and tried my best to hide my fears from Ivar, who stole glances at me now and then. His face was tense with scepticism, but he didn't utter a word. He kept driving, and the closer we seemed to get, the more my heart began to give out, and worry began to envelop me.Finally, we pulled up in front of their house. Ivar turned off the ignition and turned to me. His forehead was creased, and his eyes alert revealed his thoughts. He doubted me."April, I have a feeling that they won't want to help. You realise that keeping Dorian here with them also puts them in danger and makes them targets of whoever is after Dorian. No one wants that kind of tension hanging above their home."I bit my lower lip; I was doing a bad job of keeping my worries at bay. I could only hope that
April’s POV"What's going on? Where am I?"The sky was moving, but my feet weren't on the ground. I rubbed my eyes and found a pair of dark, comforting eyes staring at me."You had us all worried.""Jacob?"I looked around and saw that he was carrying me in his arms. What had happened? When did this happen? Was this a dream?"Hey, relax. You fell asleep on your dad's gravestone."I felt myself get red in the face. I couldn't believe that he had found me there."You can put me down. I can walk. I'm fine. I'm...""I'm not complaining, am I?" Jacob said with a smile.I felt the blush spread to my ears. I was the only one that was making this seem weird. My best option was to just keep quiet.I tried my best not to look at him and focus on the sky and the birds that flew past in their triangular formation."How did you find me?". I asked, finally summoning the courage to look at him."Ivar was worried and had us all combing the pack, looking for you. One member of the Alpha's family missi
Conrad’s POVI sat in my office and was doing some paperwork when a knock sounded at the door. Whoever that was knocking now was testing his luck. The day had been terrible. I was yet to receive news about Dorian.The knocking came again, and I ushered the person in with a loud voice. The door handle creaked slightly as it was turned, and a head poked into my office."Are you here to give me news, or are you just practising to be a meerkat?"Jonas gulped and finally stepped into the room; he held a book in his arms, and I looked at it sceptically."Doing a bit of reading? I didn't think that you could read. Why are you here?"His legs turned to jelly, and I could feel the aura around him. He reeked of fear."My Prince, we still haven't made any progress on finding him."I snapped the pen in my hand, and my patience snapped along with it."What? I didn't quite hear you. Could you repeat that?"Jonas was trembling, and it was a miracle that he was still standing in front of me."We have
April's POV I woke up the next morning, and the house was silent. I sniffed the air, and there was no smell of breakfast.I got out of bed without any regard for sleeping Azura, and she was rudely startled and gave me an angry meow."I'm really sorry. You can sleep later."She meowed angrily, gave a soft hiss, and climbed back on the bed, her feet in a loaf position and staring at me with judgy eyes.I ignored her and headed downstairs. It was quiet, and the smell of breakfast didn't tinge the air. Susan was not home again, and the stove was ice cold. She hadn't cooked either.I took a deep breath and looked around. This was the perfect time to look for Stacie's pictures. If they weren't in my father's room, they had to be in her. Without a second to waste, I rushed upstairs to her room and crept to her door. It was possible that I was all wrong, and she was in her room taking the day off. I tiptoed to her door and placed my ear on the wood. I listened carefully but couldn't hear a