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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.

are too much sometimes…”

and didn’t notice their departure until they were out of

they going?” she

the bathroom,” I said without expressing any

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

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

rushed back to the dinning hall with Rosalie’s guards. Panic was all over her

one moment, I could

sinking feeling in

Something bad happened.

Instead, she dropped down next to my ear. I

“She’s gone!”

I just gaped at her. My mind ran over those

seemed simple enough, but

must

“What?” I finally asked.

face broke through my denial. It

my chair back and stood, already heading for

the rest of the guests

moment, the whispered panic I’d been feeling for the last few hours gave

took off in a sprint toward Rosalie’s room. I careened into corners and ran into a few servants, but

as possible. I needed to see for myself that Vicky was mistaken. Rosalie couldn’t be gone. She

I burst into our suite. Talon

Georgia was there, holding two

these for us.” Her voice

I couldn’t bear to look at it- not at the

snatched the paper with her

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

she was done reading it.

to know what it said, but I had a horrible feeling in the pit

and I found myself stumbling.

and the rest of my men into action. “D*mn it! Start searching immediately! Go get

they answered, heading off

you!!” I shouted, fury building up inside

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 shattered into a thousand pieces,

to quell

“Alpha Ethan!”

the door to see a guard standing there,

I asked him, hope bubbling up