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“Right it is, then,” I mutter and set off, blowing on my red hands to warm them up before I shove them in my coat pockets. Hunching my shoulders against the icy wind, I stick my head down and walk up the road for roughly five minutes before I come to a junction. Here I see a sign and to my relief it is signposted Woodthorpe to the left.
“Fan-bloody-tastic,” I comment under my breath and head over the road to the pavement, picking up my pace and hoping to see a bus stop soon so I can thaw out, not to mention hurry this show along.
A tingle goes down my spine and I shiver. Looking back over my shoulder when I get the feeling someone is watching me, I don’t see anyone on this deserted road. Telling myself, there’s no one there, I face forward again and start to jog, hoping I see signs of civilisation bloody soon.
ChapterThirty-Nine
Sebastian
“Faith?” I knock gently on her bedroom door.
No answer.
“Faith?” I knock harder.
Still nothing.
Anxiety claws at my insides as I worry that something might have happened to her, I open the door slightly and call out again.
When she still doesn’t answer, I enter the room and announce my presence. “Faith? I’m coming in.”
I scan the room to see it’s empty. The wardrobe is open and only filled with her meagre clothes, which is something I wanted to talk to her about now. Crossing over to the bathroom, I notice that it is also empty.
Just as I’m about to turn and leave to resume my search for her, I spot something on the counter that makes me stop.
Two strides into the bathroom, I snatch up the packet of birth control pills. There’s one left in the packet. “Dammit, Faith,” I growl and scrunch it up in my fist. I shove it in my back pocket, several emotions washing over me. I’m not sure which one to listen to the most. I’m disappointed and hurt that she didn’t say anything, but at the same time, I know there was hardly time to say much of anything, let alone something this personal to her. I’d hoped she would get pregnant during her heat so that she would allow us to give her the mating bite, but obviously I will be bitterly disappointed if I expect that result now. I need to find her immediately and start a conversation about where her head is at. Clearly, we are not on the same page.
I spin and stalk out of her room.
“Faith!” I shout out. “Faith!”
Xander sticks his head out of his room. “What’s up?”
“Have you seen her?” I’m not going to tell the others about this yet. I want to speak to her alone first.
Xander shakes his head, concern on his face. He sniffs the air and frowns. Then he goes on the hunt. If she is in the house, he will find her.
“Harvey! Ben!”
I only have to call for them once and they are next to me.
“Either of you seen Faith?” I ask as I head down the stairs.
“No, should we be worried?” Ben asks slowly.
I grit my teeth and refrain from replying.
“Not here,” Xander says, joining us a moment later. “Her scent isn’t strong enough anywhere.”
“Check the security cameras,” I bark out. “I want her found. Now.”
He nods and pushes open a door near the front door that looks like a coat cupboard but is in fact a high-tech security office. Xander is a whizz with tech and sits down at the array of screens and keyboards on the desk. Harvey and Ben squeeze in behind me, blocking out most of the light in the dark room, only the screens and various flashing LEDS give off a glow. I watch as he taps the keyboard quickly, pulling up all fifteen of the outside security cams, flicking through them one by one.
“Can’t find her,” he mutters.
“Keep searching.”
The three of us lean over Xander, peering over his shoulder at the screens in front of us.
