Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 140

“Move out of my fucking way,” I growled, not bothering with

pleasantries. The crowd parted instantly, recognizing the command of

an Alpha, some of them actually whimpering as they stepped aside.

Below on the lower deck, a body lay sprawled near the edge,

surrounded by crewmembers. For one heart–stopping moment, I

thought it might be Elsa, my breath catching painfully in my throat.

But as I got closer, I realized it was a young male server who had

apparently slipped on the wet deck.

A momentary relief washed over me, my shoulders slumping slightly, quickly replaced by renewed urgency. If Elsa wasn’t here, where the

hell was she?

“It’s not her,” Jason said quietly beside me, as if reading my thoughts.

I shot him a cold look, my eyes flashing gold again. “No shit, I can see that,” I snapped, running a hand through my hair in frustration.

“Drake… I’m sure she’s fine. Elsa’s strong–she wouldn’t do anything

reckless.”

I pulled out my phone again, hitting redial so hard my finger hurt.

1/5

Chapter 140

This time, instead of ringing, it went straight to voicemail. Her phone

was off or dead. “Goddammit!” I snarled, shoving the phone back in

my pocket.

“Get the security team,” I ordered Jason, my voice thick with barely

contained rage. “I want to check the security footage. NOW.”

The ship’s monitoring room was small and cramped, filled with

screens showing various angles of the yacht. The security officer, a

balding wolf with nervous eyes, flinched visibly as I entered, the scent

of my anger filling the small space.

“M–Mr. Stone, how can I—”

“Pull up the footage from the main hall, starting from about two hours ago,” I interrupted, slamming my palm on the desk beside him.

‘I need to locate Ms. Hale. Right. Fucking. Now.”

The officer nodded quickly and began typing commands, his fingers

trembling. The screens flickered, showing different angles of the

main hall. It took a few minutes of scanning before we spotted her.

Elsa sat alone in a chair, her posture unnaturally rigid. Even through

the grainy footage, I could see something was wrong. Her normally

alert eyes seemed unfocused, and her movements as she tried to

stand were sluggish and uncoordinated.

2/5

Chapter 140

“What the hell is wrong with her?” I demanded, leaning closer to the

screen, my knuckles white as I gripped the edge of the desk.

“She looks… drugged,” Jason muttered, and the thought sent a wave

of cold fury through me, my vision momentarily tinging red.

We continued watching as Elsa stumbled toward the elevators. Two

men I didn’t recognize approached her, their body language

immediately setting off warning bells in my head. One of them said

something that made the other laugh, then reached out to touch

Elsa’s hair.

My hands clenched into fists, claws partially extending into my

palms, drawing blood as I watched her try to push them away, only to

lose her balance and fall to the floor, her golden hair spilling around

her. Her elegant dress was already stained and rumpled.

“Who the fuck are those men?” I snarled, the desk beneath my hands

cracking under the pressure of my grip.

The security officer frantically checked other camera angles, sweat

beading on his forehead. “I don’t have clear IDs on them, sir. They

appear to be guests from the Silver Moon pack’s delegation.”

The thought of Silver Moon wolves touching what was mine sent a

primal rage coursing through me. I slammed my fist on the desk,

375

Chapter 140

making everything on it jump. “Find out who they are or I’ll rip your

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify