Page 109 of Untraced Magic
“Fuck!” I overturned a bookshelf, its contents spilling to the ground. “Where would he take her? How do I find her?” I seethed. “If he lets anyone touch her, anyone hurt her…” I stabbed the air with a finger. “I’ll rip his throat out.”
“I think we need to talk to Betty,” Skye said quietly.
Reid nodded. “I agree. She needs to know what’s going on.”
This couldn’t be happening. Morgan had come so far; she didn’t deserve this.Wedidn’t deserve this.
The room slipped into a thick haze, a blanket of fear threatening to suffocate me. A cold, dark place I had been once before in the midst of grief and would not return to again.
Alpha Aden stepped forward. “There’s a car out front. The driver will take you wherever you need,” he offered, his eyes glazing over as if his thoughts were somewhere else.
I nodded at him. “Thank you.”
Charging down the front steps of the pack house, Colt rushed to my side, lines striking his forehead.
“Alpha Aden filled me in. We’ll get her back, Ty,” he said with a nod before sliding into the car beside the driver.
I held a door open for Skye. “Get in,” I ordered, and she shimmied into the back seat, myself and Reid following on either side of her.
Scarlet came running down the stairs next. “Wait… let me in!”
She opened the car door, staring at the already packed car, Reid closest to her.
“God’s help me,” he muttered. “Jump in.” He took her hand, helping her through the door until she perched precariously on his lap.
The sharp bite of leather forced through my nostrils as the car veered back into town, a midnight sky glooming over us as we rounded the streets of Cutters Cove. How could this be happening?
I’d only just found her. One minute, she was jump-starting my heart, then just as suddenly, she was gone like she was never there.
A tense silence filled the air, mixed with an uncertainty no one wanted to address. The elephant in the room, an uncomfortable beast. I sank into the leather, my fist finding my lips before connecting with the car door.
Wes hadnevergiven me cause to believe he could be after Morgan. I mean, what the fuck? To think he’d screwed me over sent thoughts of all kinds of sick revenge charging through my mind.
Skye fired me a look that said ‘get your shit together’ before peering through the gap to the front once more.
I lashed out again, my fist burning in protest until Skye’s arm wrapped around my wrist. “Get a grip and pull yourself out of whatever the hell this is. Morgan needs you, but not like this.”
From the front seat came Colt’s voice. “She’s right.”
I desperately forced back the fury threatening to unload from my palms deep within me.
I glared at him, something I rarely did. “Easy for you to say,” I said through clenched teeth. “It’s not your mate that’smissing, and we don’t know if she’s hurt or how to find her.”
Everyone shut their mouths at my comment.
Reid pointed down the street to a house with a flowerbed below the mailbox. “It’s that one.”
A small cottage wrapped in white weatherboards came in to view. Its curtains were drawn, Betty would most likely be asleep.
The driver pulled the car to a stop, and we stepped outside, moonlight casting its glow over us. Looming behind us, our silhouettes stalked us as if in chase, and I willed myself to wake up from the sick reality I’d set foot in, a nightmare I wanted to rid myself of.
Skye rapped on Betty’s window, its echo slicing into the brittle evening. “Betty, open up, it’s Skye,” she whisper-yelled.
Fuck this.
My knuckles hit the front door.Hard.
“Morgan’s missing!” I yelled, rapping at the solid timber.
