My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 Pixel by Pixel

Marcus’s POV

I stared at the note Elena had left behind, the paper worn from my constant handling. The words blurred together as I looked up at Iris, her defiant expression matching her daughter’s stubborn streak.

"You read what she wrote. I have absolutely no clue where she went," I said, my voice strained with weeks of frustration.

"Haven’t heard a single word from her since she walked out that door. You drove my daughter away from everything she knew. Why can’t you just leave her alone now?" Iris’s tone carried a mother’s protective fury.

The memory of that night still haunted me. The twisted metal, the blood, the way her scent had simply vanished into thin air.

"There was a crash that night. Are you completely certain she made it out alive? I was there within minutes. Her trail just disappeared," I said, the words tasting bitter.

"Elena isn’t some helpless girl. When she decides to disappear, she stays gone. I can guarantee you that much."

Iris’s confidence only fueled my determination. I had spent countless hours studying everything about Elena. Her academic records, her legendary pranks against the pack bullies, every detail painted a picture of someone far more cunning than anyone had given her credit for.

"I don’t question her intelligence. Everything I’ve discovered about her proves she’s incredibly resourceful," I admitted.

"Resourceful is putting it mildly," Iris said with a knowing smirk.

"What would you call it then?"

"She’s going to make your life absolute hell until you finally give up this obsession."

The threat hung in the air between us. Iris had no idea how wrong she was about me giving up.

"Like you said, she’s my mate. I won’t stop looking for her. You can leave now," I said, dismissing her with a wave of my hand.

Minutes after Iris left, the cook entered with my lunch tray. Hugo trailed behind him, his expression serious.

"The scouts checked in. They’ve touched down near the college and secured rooms at a hotel in the nearest human town. Tomorrow they start their real search. They’ll canvas every building, every classroom, every corner of that campus if necessary," Hugo reported.

"Perfect. Where’s Viviana right now?" I asked, already dreading the answer.

"Living room with the wedding coordinator. I hope that credit card has a substantial limit. Otherwise, you’re going to hate what comes next."

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