His Nanny Mate (Moana and Edrick Morgan) novel Chapter 234

#Chapter 234: The Hunt

Edrick

Ella slowly pointed her little finger in the direction where I last saw Moana and Kat walking over by the edge of the forest.

Only now, no one was there.

I felt my heart drop as I quickly scanned the treeline. I couldn’t see a flash of red hair anywhere I looked, no matter how hard I strained my eyes through the light drizzle of rain and the darkening sky.

Maybe she came back in without me realizing, I thought to myself.

“What’s wrong, daddy?” Ella asked, c*****g her head.

I shook my head and stood, forcing a weak smile so as not to cause Ella to panic. “Nothing, baby. Why don’t you go up to your room and play? Ask one of the maids to stay with you.”

Ella gave me a puzzled look, but didn’t protest. I watched in horror as she ran off to play, and then I bolted into the kitchen to look for Selina.

“Have you seen Moana?” I asked once I found Selina bent over the sink, washing dishes. She made a face and shook her head as she wiped her hands off on her apron.

“I haven’t seen her since she went on her walk with her bodyguard,” she said, turning to face me with a frown on her face. “Why? Is everything alright?”

I felt as though I would be sick. “Call the security guards,” I demanded as I grabbed my coat off of the hook. “I’m going to look for her. Tell them that… my father was seen on the grounds.”

Selina’s eyes went wide, but I didn’t have time to explain. Like a flash, I took off through the door and burst outside. It had begun to rain a bit by now, and the sky was rapidly darkening while howling wind roared overhead. Even if my father didn’t get to Moana before I did, I still had to worry about her getting lost or hurt in the storm.

As I ran up to the edge of the forest, I felt as though my heart was falling into the very depths of my stomach. Moana was still nowhere in sight.

“Moana?!” I called into the dark forest, peering in and using my night vision to look around. “Are you there?!”

There was no answer. I cursed under my breath as I pushed forward into the woods, hoping that I could at least pick up some sort of trail. The rain and wind already wiped away any traces of footprints in the dirt, though, which only made it more difficult.

God dammit, I thought to myself as I hurriedly walked further into the forest, keeping my head on a constant swivel in case Moana — or someone else — suddenly appeared. I never should have let her go on that walk.

Suddenly, my wolf spoke up for the first time in a while

“Something is wrong,” he said. “I can sense it.”

I stopped in my tracks. My heart was racing a mile a minute. “What do you sense, exactly?” I asked out loud. “Tell me.”