Edrick
When I picked Moana and Ella up from school that day, I could tell that something was off. Moana seemed distant and cold, and stiffened under my touch. Was she really still that angry over what I had said the other day? I was only worried about her, and I didn’t want her to get hurt by going out by herself. Moana was normally a level-headed person, so for her to be so angry over something so simple for days was out of character for her. But I just figured that it was pregnancy hormones, or maybe the potion that the Mother Witch gave me to keep her wolf from emerging was making her a bit cranky.
Moana stayed in her room for the remainder of the day. She said that she wasn’t feeling well, so I figured that it really was the pregnancy after all. I decided to give her plenty of space to rest, but by the time I put Ella to bed that night, Moana still hadn’t come out of her room.
I thought about going into her room and checking on her. But after a few moments of standing silently outside her door, I decided against it, and instead went to bed without her.
A few hours passed after that. I tossed and turned the entire time, and finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed Moana by my side in order to sleep; maybe if I talked to her sincerely and apologized for making her angry, she wouldn’t be so cold toward me. I still hadn’t apologized for what I said during our last argument, after all.
I made my way over to Moana’s room and raised my fist to knock on the door.
But when I did, the door just swung open. And Moana’s bed was empty.
Figuring that Ella may have had a bad dream and that Moana was sleeping with her, I decided to go over to Ella’s room. I slowly cracked the door open and peered inside, not wanting to wake Ella up.
What I saw made my blood run cold.
Ella’s bed was empty.
“Ella?” I called into the room, frantically looking around as though they would both suddenly appear out of thin air. “Moana?”
There was no answer. My first instinct was to check the closet and the bathroom, which were, of course, both empty. My heart pounded then as I flung the window open and looked down at the street below, praying that I wouldn’t see their bodies laying on the sidewalk. But I couldn’t imagine why Moana would have jumped, and there was nothing down there anyway.
I flew into a rage after that. My wolf almost completely took over; I didn’t shift, but I went into pure instinct mode, and began frantically searching the penthouse. Selina and the maids were all woken up by my shouting and banging, and when they came out of their rooms and I explained the situation, they all flew into a frenzy as well.
Moana and Ella were nowhere to be found.
I called the police. Thanks to my status, several of the city’s best police and investigators were at the penthouse within thirty minutes.
“Does your fiancee have any enemies? Anyone who would kidnap her or give her a reason to run?” one of the investigators asked while the others searched the penthouse thoroughly.
At first, I shook my head. But then… I remembered the Rogue district.
“Kelly,” I said, my heart pounding so fast that I felt as though I would be sick. “Kelly hates her. She already tried something once.”
The investigator furrowed his brow and scribbled something in his notebook. After that, the police set up a phone tracer. Since I knew Kelly, I would be easy to contact her; but if she did kidnap Ella and Moana, then we would need to trace her call so we could find them. I just hoped that we could find them before it was too late.
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