Kael’s POV
I’d searched everywhere. Every corner of Meridian Territory. Every street. Every alley. Every hole-in-the-wall dive that might hide a desperate woman.
Nothing.
Aria had vanished like smoke.
*She’s gone,* Fenrir whimpered in my mind. *Our mate is gone.*
I didn’t need him to remind me. The hollow ache in my chest did that just fine.
I pulled up to "Moonlit Velvet" for the fourth time this week. The neon sign flickered against the dark sky. Mocking me. Taunting me with memories of silver eyes and moonflower scent.
The manager looked terrified when he saw me push through the doors.
"Mr. Blood Crown." He scrambled out from behind the bar. "I already told you everything I know—"
"Tell me again."
"She quit." His hands were shaking. "Three days ago. Didn’t give notice. Just called and said she wasn’t coming back. That’s all I know. I swear."
"Did she say where she was going?"
"No, sir. She didn’t say anything. Just that she was done."
I grabbed the front of his shirt. Hauled him closer.
"Think harder."
"I—I really don’t know!" His voice cracked. "Please! She never talked about her personal life. She just worked and went home. That’s it!"
I released him. He stumbled back. Crashed into a table.
Pathetic.
This whole situation was pathetic.
I walked out without another word.
The night air was cold. Sharp. It cut through my jacket like a blade.
Where was she?
I’d checked her family’s place. That was a nightmare I didn’t want to repeat. Moira had tried to offer me her other daughters. Serena had practically thrown herself at me. Lyra had watched with jealous eyes.
None of them knew where Aria had gone.
I’d even checked the hospital. Discreetly. Through back channels. But the records were sealed. Doctor-patient confidentiality, they said.
Useless. All of it was useless.
*Why can’t I find her scent?* Fenrir was pacing in my mind. Restless. Frantic. *It’s like she doesn’t exist anymore. Like she was never here.*
That was the worst part.
Her scent was gone.
Not faded. Not distant. Gone.
Usually, I could track her anywhere. That moonflower fragrance was burned into my brain. Into my very soul.
But now? Nothing. It was like trying to catch fog with bare hands.
How was that possible?
I drove without direction. Through the empty streets. Past the closed shops. Past the places where normal wolves lived normal lives.
None of it mattered.
Only she mattered.
And I couldn’t find her.
The irony wasn’t lost on me. I’d pushed her away. Told her to disappear. And now that she actually had... I was falling apart.
What a joke.
What a pathetic, cosmic joke.
My phone buzzed.
I ignored it.
It buzzed again. And again.
Finally, I glanced at the screen.
Rebecca.
Of course.
*Where are you? I miss you. Come see me?*
I tossed the phone onto the passenger seat.
I didn’t want to see Rebecca. Didn’t want to see anyone. Didn’t want to do anything except find Aria and drag her back where she belonged.
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I headed straight for my room. Needed to shower. Needed to think. Needed to figure out my next move.

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