116-The Lost Trust
Lazlo’s POV:
“What do you mean by you felt like she was dying?” Maynard was tailing after me the instant I straightened my back and got on my feet to leave the academy.
“My wolf felt it,” I explained, rushing past the students in hurry.
“But why didn’t mine feel anything?” Maynard seemed to have taken an offense over something that could be dealt with way later. Her safety should be our first priority.
“Lazlo! I am sure she is fine because my wolf is feeling fine,” Maynard explained as he rushed after me. I didn’t respond to him because he sounded too delusional when getting worked up at the fact that his wolf didn’t feel any pain.
“Ugh!” i groaned when almost got hit by a tree branch. I don’t even recall how much strength I used to reach the cabin at a quick pace.
“The river, dude!” I growled at Maynard when watched him trying to make a way into the cabin, “Where is your head at?” I then groaned at him for being too absent. He had been acting weird lately but that wasn’t the basic point of the concern for me.
We kept going until we reached the River and that is where I realized the shit has hit the fan already.
“They are not here,” my lips murmured and Maynard stopped moving.
“Where are they?” the terror I heard in his voice was the indication that he wasn’t completely cold. He had been super distracted since morning but that would be the perfect time to say, he woke up.
As for me, my body began to feel agitated and nervous. I started looking around in worry when realized both of them are missing.
“Enya!” he called for her, rushing ahead of me.
“Thiago!” I called his name but the weirdness in the air was giving my body chills.
“Shit!” i cursed, “I knew we shouldn’t have let them stay alone,” there was a part of me that felt responsible. I shouldn’t have listened to Enya. She could have never handled him.
“Enya!” Maynard had sped away while I decided to first calm my nerves down and then gather my thoughts and look for the two.
Can you find her?’ I relied on Laz. He could be the only one to find them.
*I am not sure I can help you in this matter. See! We have never touched or slept with her. The lack of intimacy has caused me to not be aware of her scent to the level that I can find her from anywhere. Maybe we can ask Maynard?’ I didn’t like the suggestion but it was for the best.
Right now, our main purpose was to find them. I bet Maynard was already doing it. So I chased after him and found him sprinting in a zig-zag manner.
“Maynard!” I found it stupid, either he was wasting time or just too dumb. He finally stopped to my calls and I was surprised to see tears forming in his eyes.
“It is all me-ssed up,” he complained, shaking his head in disbelief.
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