Chapter 235Â
Dominic’s POVÂ
She had said she would be back in a few minutes. ‘Â
That was over an hour ago, and Ellie still wasn’t back..Â
I looked for her, wandering through the festival grounds, but I saw no sign of Ellie. Still, despite the strange pit that formed in my stomach, I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she was feeling ill, or had gotten caught up doing something.Â
And yet, the afternoon wore on, and there was no sign of her. I made the rounds, talked to the pack elders and a few of the visiting Alphas, watched a group of kids absolutely demolish two grown adults at kickball. The festival was running well-better than well, actually, which I would have told Elite if she had come back.Â
That was the thing; she didn’t come back.Â
Leaning against a fencepost, I checked my phone, just in case she had sent me a text or tried to call. Nothing.Â
I shut my eyes and tried to mindlink her then, but she always had the bond closed off, and today was no exception. My message hit a proverbial brick wall, and the frustration that had been sitting quietly in the back of my mind all afternoon started getting louder.Â
Finally, I tried calling her. It rang four times and went to voicemail. I stood there for a moment with the phone pressed to my ear, listening to her recorded voice telling me to leave a message, and then hung up without leaving one.Â
I was midway through my second attempt to call her when one of the staff came jogging over, breathless.Â
“Alpha,” he said. “We’ve got an issue at the voting station.”Â
I looked up from my phone. “What kind of issue?”Â
“Two guests from different packs are arguing about ballot stuffing. It’s getting loud and disrupting the other guests.”Â
I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Where’s Ellie?”Â
“I-I’m not sure, Sir.”Â
Right. Of course. No one knew where she was.Â
I pocketed my phone and followed him.Â
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The situation at the voting station was, thankfully, more embarrassing than serious-two middle-aged men from neighboring packs squaring off over a stack of ballots, both red in the face and talking over each other at impressive volume. They had clearly both had a little too much to drink from one of the beer carts.Â
I handled the matter swiftly and efficiently, then sent them both off to opposite ends of the festival with a firm word and a free round of food, and stood there afterward feeling much more tired than before.Â
This was supposed to be Ellie’s festival. I was more than willing to help, of course, but she had made it very clear that she wanted to handle everything herself, and now she had just… up and disappeared not evenÂ
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I hoped she was alright. That fainting spell had come out of nowhere, maybe she was sick, and I was standing here, assuming the worst.Â
I was just considering going up to the house to check on her there when I heard a familiar voice.Â
“She’s not here, is she?”Â
I turned. Vivian was approaching with her brow furrowed and her eyes full of concern.Â
“She stepped away,” I said.Â
Vivian’s lips pressed together into a thin line. “Stepped away, huh?” she asked, tilting her head. “Does stepping away’ entail leaving completely? With Lucas?”Â
I froze. “What?”Â
“I saw her leave with him. Maybe an hour and a half ago.” She tilted her head. “They got into his car together. I assumed you knew.”Â
I hadn’t known. But now it all made sense.Â
Rage bubbled up in me. I thought back to that night weeks ago when Ellie had stayed out all night, claiming to have been at the library; then, I’d suspected she was with Lucas, who she’d always been too close with for comfort, but I had deluded myself into believing her.Â
But now…Â
I huffed. “Thank you for telling me, Vivian.”Â
She nodded, then gave me a sidelong glance. “I’m happy to help run things for the rest of the evening, if you need to leave.”Â
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