(Dion’s POV)
"Sorry, sir, but there isn’t anyone with this na or description," the nurse conveyed to . So far, I have searched each and every hospital Myra could possibly be in, but it was all for not. None of the victims matched her description, nor did I trace her fragnt anywhere, which made question myself for just a second.
I shook my head, dispersing all these senseless thoughts, ’No, I am not wrong. What I felt was all real. It is definitely Myra’s scent. I can’t mistake that intoxicating fragrance for sothing else. She is my mate, and I can’t mistake her for soone else. No, never.’
I ca out of the hospital and took out that cloth from my pocket. Inhaling her sweet scent gave a strange sense of comfort, and at the sa ti, it was breaking my heart as well. This bloody cloth ant that she was alive and in Esteria. After one year of looking for her, high and low, like crazy, I am finally near her. This ti, I will find her by hook or by crook. And when I do~ ....... I won’t let her leave . I will seize the opportunity to seal her heart as well as her soul. After all, we are fated mates, and she can’t hide from forever. We are ant to be.
As I was thinking of conducting a discreet search for her, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the display, and it was none other than Brave. I have been out for nearly two hours, and my mind link is blocked as well. They must be waiting for .
Picking it up, I heard not Brave’s voice but Alaric’s. His voice was sharp as he asked, "Where are you, Dion? Why are you still not here yet?"
Pinching my nose bridge, I sighed with exhaustion and answered, "I am on my way."
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(Brave’s POV)
"What did Dion say?" I questioned him as he gave my phone back.
"He said he is on his way to the hotel," Alaric told . His voice held annoyance.
"Why are you so agitated, Al?" I inquired as I looked straight in his eyes. Ever since we ca from the mall, he has been behaving strangely. He even broke his phone, which he claims was an accidental fall, but I highly doubt that part, knowing his temperant. That’s why he ca into my room to ask for my phone.
"Ughh~ ... Nothing, I was just thinking about tomorrow’s eting," Alaric replied with a sigh, as he plopped onto the couch in my room.
"Don’t stress. Everything will be fine. But before that, we have to attend the seminar held by Red Stone University," I reminded him.
"I don’t give a damn about this fucking conference, seminar, or whatever they call it. I am not going to attend it anyway. I want the eting, which we ca for, to go on smoothly and be over with," he muttered.
"Al, you have to attend. You are the COO of Everests Cooperation as well as the next in line for Lycan King. We have already given our word to Mr. Stephens that we all would attend. Jacob must already be aware of it. Plus, there will be plenty of our business partners and our clients there," I reasoned with him, but he was reluctant.
"You are the CFO and fully capable of representing Everests Group. I don’t think my presence is necessary there," Alaric said to matter of factly.
"Alaric~ you know you are being totally unreasonable here. And it is held inside the hotel. You can just show your face and go," my voice ca out stern.
He waved his hand, "You tell .... What’s your scene with that secretary?" then deflected the topic.
"What do you an? You make it sound like we are having so sort of affair," I served myself so water and stated.
"That Elisa Queens ... I get a bad feeling from that human girl. She is always clinging onto one of us and plays innocent afterwards. But I bet she is not what she shows on the outside. That human is very crafty. I can see pure greed in her eyes," his voice ca out gravelly as he said this. "Didn’t I tell you to keep a distance from her?"
"Humans~ .... they are naturally greedy. And, Al, you are thinking way too much. She injured her palm, so I took her to the dics. That’s it. I have no interest in Ms. Queens, or a matter of fact, anyone else, and I never will. For the other part~ ... I know she has been trying to constantly flirt with us, but there have been plenty of incidents like that before. I don’t want to boast about it, but it’s nothing new for us, females showing interest, hmm. So, don’t blow it out of proportion," I said with a shrug.
Our conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door, and the next second, Elio entered. "Good, both of you are together," he chid.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Nora called. I just ca to tell you that the trial, it has ended," he spoke as he settled beside Alaric.
"The trial ended?" Alaric asked, furrowing his brows. "How did it go? What’s the verdict?"
"She said that Clent Sanders, Maximus Corbin, and their so called supporters, ’army’, were being cocky and mocking after seeing only her and mother at the trial," he started. His words made my blood boil, but before I could say anything, Alaric’s reaction ca, "Those old bastards. I will rip them apart when I see them next. How dare they?"
Elio then continued, "But the evidence and the witnesses shut them up pretty good. Plus, mother trashed them in front of everyone else. Showing them their true place. You know how she is when she gets really mad. Even father can’t stop her. Anyways, they haven’t announced the verdict yet, but by the looks of it, those two won’t be able to keep their Elders’ positions."
"Why didn’t they give the verdict then?" I questioned. If everything were already set, it was weird not to announce it then.
"It is because~ .... Elder Moore wasn’t able to attend. They have to put it on hold, the verdict," he stated.
That makes sense. But why would Eleanor Moore not attend such an important trial? She isn’t soone who would skip sothing like that without a solid reason. She is aware of how crucial her presence is. I will have to give her a call later.
As I was thinking this, we all heard familiar footsteps heading towards my room. Then, without even knocking, Dion entered, exhaustion and weariness written all over his face.
"Waiting for , I guess," Dion spoke as he gave us a tired smile.
"Alaric said you went to the hospital. How’s the situation there?" I inquired as I went to him and gave him a glass of water.
"Ahhh~ ...... it was tireso to say the least. There are no casualties, thanks to Al’s tily saving. But quite a few have gotten severe burns," he gulped down the water and slumped where I was sitting with a thud.
"Why did you block the mind link then?" Alaric interrogated.
"Ohh~ that, I was with that child I was talking about. That kid ... she was distressed by the whole situation, you know. So, I didn’t want my mindlinking to scare her even more. You know how our eyes change shade and all," Dion answered casually.
Then Elio repeated what he told us, and Dion comnted, "Those geezers. Hehh~ ... finally going to get what they deserve. When the verdict cos, I will prepare a massive cake and take it to them. A cow dung cake and feed them."
All of us laughed at his unique yet disgusting torture thod. Alaric, as if sensing sothing, got up and walked towards Dion. As he got closer, he sniffed Dion and questioned, "Why do you sll so funny?"
For just a nanosecond, I saw Dion’s eyes flicker. But as I blinked, his usually calm self was back, "Of course, I will sll funny. The hospital was full of patients, and blood and stuff," he gave a matter of fact type of reply.
Maybe I was reading into it too much, but Dion, he was a bit taken aback by Alaric’s question.
"Are you sure it is just that?" Alaric pressed.
"You tell ...... what could it be?" Dion countered him.
"Enough~ you two ...... It has been a long and tiring day for all of us. Return to your rooms and rest. We have a big day tomorrow. I will report to father about what happened today," I spoke, my voice held firmness.
Alaric wanted to say sothing, but held his tongue and was the first one to walk off. Elio followed him.
Dion didn’t move, so I asked him, "Why aren’t you leaving?"
"Going~ ... just going. But you know what, Rave. You are an angel," he was trying to flatter . He got up and walked towards the door when I said, "But Al wasn’t wrong. You really do reek, Dio."
To Be Continued . . . . . . . .
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