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149–My Depressed Mate

Nora:

Silas brought me home, and the minute I stepped in, I remembered the allegations. My body trembled, and without delay, I ran upstairs. Just as I passed Cain’s studio, I slowed down. There was a huge lock on his door, something that had never happened before.

“He hasn’t returned home,” Silas said from behind me, making me jump a little.

“Is everything okay with him?” I inquired since I was probably the last one he was with before he went missing on everyone.

“Nobody knows. It is just frustrating because so much is happening in the pack and the alpha king is missing. We tried to look for him but to no avail. And it’s not like we have a lot of time on our hands to be looking for him,” Silas yammered, shaking his head.

“So, what are we going to do now?” I questioned in worry.

“Dad, Ryker, and Nash are away. It’s just the two of us, and I’ve been asked to stick with you,” he explained why he was outside in the first place.

“Yeah, Ryker didn’t take the combat class today,” he quickly added when he saw me open my mouth.

Well, that was impressive because that’s exactly what I was about to ask him anyway.

“But I don’t want to hold you up. Finding Cain is important too,” I said,

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feeling an urgency to find Cain. I knew he would be fine, he was powerful, but the danger outside could be worse. And the fact that the brothers have locked his studio made things even worse. Has it happened before? How long does he stay missing?

“Nora! It is not safe for me to leave you here by yourself,” he shook his head, his hands on his waist.

“Then take me with you. I want to look for him,” I insisted. The minute I started pressing, he narrowed his eyes at me and waved his finger sideways.

“No!”

“But why not?” I frowned, dropping my bag.

“You’ll get in danger too. Nash almost lost you, and if something happened to you while you’re with me, I’d get all the blame like he did,” Silas raised his voice in frustration, breaking his calm demeanor‘ and acting like a stubborn child.

“Huh? Nash got the blame?” I was in shock. He had been so sweet the entire journey, except for when he transitioned. He was a beast.

“Look! It’s either I go with you,” I paused because he narrowed his eyes, hinting that I should think twice before saying something foolish, “or I come with you.”

I finished, and for a few seconds, he kept watching my face, zoned out, before he pressed his lips into a tight line and gave me a look of disbelief.

“Come on, I’m not a burden,” I stomped my foot. I was so worried for Cain. I wouldn’t mind harm to come to me if it meant finding him.

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“Fine. Go change first,” he pointed at my room and then at my bag, signaling for me to pick it up. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Pick it up.” I left my bag and ran to my bedroom. Turning around, I watched him grunt but carry my bag. He dragged his feet to my room. and only stretched his hand inside to leave the bag on the floor before closing the door.

“He’s acting like such a gentleman,” I rolled my eyes, quickly slipping into black pants and a green sweater.

Wasting time was not an option, and I needed to get to work and find my mate. Once I was ready, I met up with Silas outside the mansion. He was holding something odd in his hand and staring at it, which he sneakily slid into his pocket when he saw me approach.

“Where are we starting from?” I asked him, watching him point to the inside of the car.

“Get inside, and I’ll tell you,” he uttered. His voice was so heavy it made me wonder if that was why his neck was so thick.

As we rolled inside, he rolled up his sleeves before driving down an unknown path I had never taken before.

“Why is it that you always take me to the weirdest places?” It was my way of subtly asking him where we were heading.

It was definitely not the high–end area of the pack. There were some women, possibly hookers, on the road.

“Ugh! Look at them,” he groaned, passing them angry glares. It irked me, and I instantly jumped to their defense.

“Don’t do that. You don’t know what they go through every day to

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choose this life. They are still hardworking–” As I carried on, he raised his finger in the air to silence me.

“Shhh! I am not going to listen to your yapping. I am angry because we have told them there is a danger lurking. Now if any one of them gets hurt—it will be bad,” he explained his initial tone of voice, and I sank into my seat.

“Let others talk before you judge them, Nora,” he hissed. “As for these ladies, I am responsible for keeping their area safe. That’s why I don’t want them outside today when so much is happening in the pack,” he continued but slowed down so he could call someone on his phone.

“Take the ladies home. Tell them not to come out until the issue is resolved. And if anyone must visit her client, give them a safe pick–up and drop–off,” he added, talking calmly. For the first time, I don’t know why, but he seemed so sexy. And as if it wasn’t bad enough, I felt my breasts tightening in my bra. I quickly looked away and frowned into space, confused about what was happening.

“Sure, thank you!” he hung up and sped up again.

I managed not to look at him for a few more minutes until I had to ask where we were headed.

“What is this place?” I asked in frustration.

“This is where we can find him–this is where all the bars are,” he said, and my jaw dropped. Cain coming to bars to drink with pack members? But how many drinks are we talking about? He had been gone for hours by now.