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Chapter 737

CHAPTER 82 : A WOLF WITH FOUR CLAWS

*Soren*

When I got back to my room it was empty. I could still smell Mila’s fresh scent from the shower but she wasn’t anywhere to be found.

Frowning, I glanced around quickly for any sign of her.

My top dresser drawer was slightly open and the items on top of it were shifted slightly.

Creasing my brow, I went to the dresser and opened the top drawer all the way. All my shirts were tossed around and I saw the corner of the photograph sticking out from beneath my t-shirts.

Had Mila gone through my drawer?

If she had, she must have seen the picture of Ethan, Rosalie, and me.

My heart sank. Something wasn’t right here.

I went next door to Mila’s room to see if she was there. I knocked first but she didn’t answer.

“Mila?” I called, testing the knob.

It was unlocked and I went in.

Her room was empty, too, and I couldn’t see her backpack or any of her other belongings but I did see the dresses I’d given her hanging in the closet.

There was something on her dresser.

As I got closer, I saw bunches of her red hair, with strands of light blond mixed in. She’d hacked it off and left it in a heap.

Next to her hair was the last dose of her Blackfire antidote. Her poison wasn’t fully healed which meant that the full mate sense was still stifled and I wouldn’t be able to mindlink her even though I’d marked her.

What was going on?

Bowing my head, I sighed. Mila must have seen the picture and gotten the wrong impression of my relationship with Rosalie… or lack thereof.

Knowing Mila like I did, if she was upset, her first instinct would be to run off on her own.

I headed downstairs and grabbed the arm of the first warrior I could find.

“Have you seen Mila?” I asked her.

“Yes. She was here earlier, though I don’t think she saw me,” she reported.

“When, Where?”

“Uhh, about twenty or thirty minutes ago. She left the inn. Boss, what’s going on?”

“I’m not sure yet…”

“You asked us not to restrict her movements or freedom so we didn’t stop her…”

“I know. Not your fault,” I said, raising a hand. “Did she say where she was headed?”

The woman shook her head. “No, but she didn’t seem to be in too much of a hurry.”

“Which way did she go?”

warrior’s arm unconsciously. She gritted her

think she was taking the road

town. Instinctively, I reached out with

away. I’m coming to you. I will explain

get

released her and sent

certain that I could establish a mindlink with her.

too far away, the weak link wouldn’t carry the distance, especially if she still had that poison in her

I’d marked her there had only been a thin barrier between us. Before then, the weaker the poison got, the stronger our bond

way she responded, she suspected

or sense her at all. Our connection should have been stronger because

was purposefully suppressing

or she was unconscious… or

over to Payne, who was sitting

to get a good group of shifters

Thomas

“Just get a few

course, Boss,” Payne said,

the bar and started rounding up a group of

The more search parties we have,

“Is something wrong?”

“I don’t know… maybe…”

good enough

his beer and

to get their search parties together. Going off on my

could still smell her and it was easy enough to figure out the

for her and want her to remain mine. It wasn’t just the mate bond, there were such deep feelings inside of me for her, feelings I’d been

Mila was stronger than what I felt for Rosalie. I had spent years holding onto Rosalie but it wasn’t out of love, it was out of fear. If I let her go that meant I had to face the rest of my life alone or risk opening myself up and getting hurt again.

entered

another day going by without Mila at my side. I wanted her to be my mate and my luna and I wasn’t

could get in that much trouble in

and the edge of

parties were spread out around

“Any luck?” Thomas asked.

scent but it is getting thinner and there’s

shifting his weight from one foot to the

her,”

had my group search the entire inn and surrounding area but couldn’t find any trace

anxious as I was. Mila was his potential

seen Mila and assured me she

I asked, arching

good liar… among

we focus? This is… wrong. All of this

took a deep

it?” Thomas

“Mila’s blood…”

There was no doubt in my mind that it was Mila’s blood. Fortunately, it didn’t

at my side. I couldn’t stop imagining Mila lying in the road, beaten and bloody. My heart hurt and

would turn the entire world upside

the source of Mila’s blood and sighed

was not there. Only a dagger with a bit of her blood on it and the bracelet I’d given her. I picked up

dagger that I recognized