Ian:
I was with my father when Troy started blowing up my phone. I had to put everything on hold because I was anxious to know if they found out anything about Clentine.
"Hello?" I asked Troy, getting up from the bed and moving toward the window.
"Dude, we reached the address, but it seems like soone else did before us," he replied.
My frown deepened.
"What do you an?" I asked.
"There were only dead bodies. Clentine was not there. In fact there is no trace of her ever being here."
The mont he said that, I grunted and punched the wall beside .
"Then we keep looking," I hissed.
As soon as I ended the call, I turned around and saw my father staring at .
"Let’s find Clentine," my father said firmly, wiping the tears from his cheeks as he stood up. "I will do anything to have her back in your life."
The mont he said that, it hit hard.
As I stepped out of the room, I called Troy and Haiden again.
"Hello, Troy. Both of you need to co and see outside the academy," I told them.
I knew they would usually co imdiately when Clentine was involved, so it surprised when I noticed so hesitation.
"Could it wait for a minute? I an, I’m kind of near my pack, and I have to go inside, speak to everyone, and explain things to them about why I left so suddenly," Troy excused.
Haiden added sothing similar.
"Yeah, sure, we can wait, but I want you to co quickly. We cannot waste any more ti," I warned them.
They were on a conference call with .
"Yeah, sure. Don’t worry. We will be there," Haiden replied, confirming.
I knew that stepping out of the mansion to et Troy and Haiden, along with my father, was going to make them anxious, but we did not have another choice. So I decided to take my father with .
Once we arrived outside the academy, on the road where we used to wait for the cars to pick us up for the train station, Troy and Haiden arrived. It took them a few hours since they had to deal with their own issues back ho or wherever they were.
When they arrived, they looked at my father and then at , as if hinting that they were unsure whether I truly trusted him.
"It’s okay, guys. He’s helping us find Clentine," I reassured them, though they still gave my father a quizzical look.
I understood that they had unresolved emotions toward my father. They did not know the whole truth. I did.
"So did you go and look for Clentine?" I asked, ntioning Nook’s place.
"Yeah, it was chaos," Haiden explained. "There were dead bodies everywhere, almost as if soone had attacked them. And there were signs that maybe Clentine had been there."
He then shared sothing they had not told during the call.
"But you said there were no signs of her," I replied in annoyance.
"Yeah, but we wanted to tell you when we t up," Troy snapped.
Haiden gave him a look, and I could tell it had been Troy’s idea not to tell earlier, though Haiden ended up doing it.
"Okay, from now on, we will not hide anything from each other," I warned them. "If we want to find her, none of us can lie. We all need to stay focused."
"Whatever," Troy muttered, rolling his eyes. It was clear he did not want to work with us on this plan, but he did not have much of a choice. Staying with us gave him more benefit than going alone.
"Anyway, how do you know there were traces of her?" I asked Haiden, letting Troy cool off for now.
"Well, there were silver chains in one of the rooms," Haiden replied, "and there was a wedding gown."
The mont he said that, my heart jumped and lodged in my throat.
"That asshole. Isn’t Nook like an old man?" I grunted, clenching my fist.
"Wait, did you say Nook?" my father intervened, noticing sothing in our conversation.
"Yeah. That is where we heard she might have been, because that man paid a large amount to council leaders for so reason," Troy explained to my father.
I noticed my father’s face tighten.
At the sa ti, Troy kept receiving calls from soone, and he kept shutting them down.
"And did you see Nook’s dead body?" My father questioned Troy and Haiden.
The two looked at each other, then shook their heads.
"No, but we assud he might be dead," Haiden replied and my father grunted.
"You know who else Nook has been related to?" He paused, watching our faces before he finished, "Clentine’s father."
"So basically, he’s a fucking creepy old man that I will kill the minute I get my hands on him," I comnted as anger rushed through my veins.
It felt as if I had matured so much after eting Clentine. I felt a responsibility to take care of my mate, the one who had been carrying the weight of the world until now.
"That asshole," Haiden grunted, ntioning Nook, while Troy wore the sa disgusted expression.
"Father, do you know more about him?" I asked and my father nodded confidently.
"There is another friend of his," my father remarked as he looked straight into Haiden’s eyes.
Haiden’s posture stiffened.
"I swear I’m not friends with him," Haiden replied quickly.
My father slapped his forehead.
"No, not you," my father snapped.
Before Haiden could relax, my father continued.
"Your uncle. If anyone knows sothing about him, it has to be your uncle," he finished, leaving the room silent.
"Well, then it is ti that we go and press that sucker for so information," Haiden announced, watching all our faces.
Finally, it seed like we were all on board and working together to look for Clentine.
I wished we would find her soon, because sothing told that the connection I had been feeling with Clentine had suddenly broken.
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