(Author's POV)
*BANG*
"Dammit, where has she disappeared to~ …." Alaric barked while slamming his hand. It had been more than an hour, but there was still no trace or any news about Myra. With each passing second, the irritation in his chest was prickling at him mercilessly. He was having this ominous feeling, but he couldn't point out why.
Even Alex wasn't able to track her scent down, which was concerning and made his heart sink.
Esteria was relatively new to Alaric, and he had no aide here to help him in tracing down Myra's whereabouts.
As his brain was all muddled up, trying to find her, he saw a car passing by~ …. at terrifying speed, as if the person was racing against time.
Alaric cursed out loud, but after looking closely, realized it was Fabian's car number. He instantly felt something off and chased after his vehicle. With one swift move, he blocked his way, got out and started approaching Fabian.
