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Chapter 53 She’s Gone

**Ethan’s POV

“This salmon is absolutely delicious,” Madalynn said.

She sat next to me, her body pushing against mine as she laughed at what another noblewoman was saying as if it was the most amusing thing in the world.

Outside, thunder rumbled, and a flash of lightning cast eerie shadows on the walls of the dining hall, causing the candlelight by which we dined to take on a haunting glow.

It wasn’t just the weather that was making me feel unsettled. Something wasn’t right, and I simply couldn’t place what it was.

Madalynn cleared her throat.

“Are you all right?” she asked, her breath warm on my face, making me frown. “You’ve hardly eaten a bite, and we’re on the third course.”

“I’m fine.”

I couldn’t help but think about Rosalie. I still didn’t understand why she hadn’t told me about the ultrasound. She had better explain herself to me later tonight.

For some reason, I felt a longing, deep down, to go to her, to make sure that she was well, that nothing was the matter with her or the baby.

But this was a dinner party in my honor. How the h*|| could I make an excuse and get up from the table? I was trapped there next to Madalynn.

Dinner seemed to drag on forever. Finally, the servants took away the plates, and people started to socialize. Laughter and music mixed with the thunder from the outside, making the night even more irritating.

I noticed Vicky and Georgia were talking in very low voices from a couple seats away. No one else would pay attention to them or be able to hear what they were discussing – except for me.

“… Rosalie… check. We can’t just leave, Georgia,” Vicky said in a hushed whisper.

“Sure we can watch.”

I frowned at Georgia’s reply.

Then she stood up, drawing attention to herself. “My dearest brother, as lovely as this dinner is, I feel as if the wine has gone to my head and would like to excuse myself. I would hate to embarrass you on your most special night.”

James was in a good mood, and he chuckled at Georgia’s words.

Normally, I would’ve scolded Georgia, but today, my instinct told me it would be best to have them go check on Rosalie. So I said, “Vicky, see that she gets there.”

“Of course, Alpha.” Vicky replied before looking back at Georgia, who kept a stoic face the entire time.

“Told you.” I heard Georgia whisper to Vicky as they walked by me with a smirk.

much sometimes…” Vicky

and didn’t notice their departure until they were out

they going?”

bathroom,” I said without expressing any

eyebrow raised over one eye. She didn’t believe me. I didn’t

of conversation resumed. Another crack of lightning illuminated the sky. The loudest clap of thunder we’d heard yet had several guests lurching

dinning hall with Rosalie’s

moment, I could

a sinking feeling

Something bad happened.

didn’t bother to keep up appearances. Instead, she dropped down next to my ear. I could hear

“She’s gone!”

I just gaped at her. My mind ran over those two words a few times, trying to figure

seemed simple enough, but it

I must have

“What?” I finally asked.

panic on Vicky’s face broke through my denial. It said clearly,

and stood,

the rest of

been feeling for the last

sprint toward Rosalie’s room. I careened into corners and

needed to see for myself that Vicky was mistaken. Rosalie couldn’t be gone. She had to be in her room, sitting there, waiting for me, her hand

roared as I burst into our suite. Talon and

there, holding two pieces

left these for us.”

my name on it, but I couldn’t bear to look at it- not

me into the room. Vicky snatched the paper with her name

Vicky read the letter, tears streaming down her cheeks. Talon sat next to

when she was done reading

what it said, but I had a horrible

became rapid, and I found myself stumbling. Talon

the rest of

answered, heading off in

I shouted,

face, but there was no one there to take my anger out on. I turned to a picture on the wall and pulled it off of the nail, throwing it across the room. It hit the floor, and the glass

nothing to quell my

“Alpha Ethan!”

see a

him, hope