Chapter 19: Not Your Business
Zane~
The faint ticking of the clock on my desk felt like it was taunting me. It read 2:00 a.m., but I couldn't stop the growing sense of fear clawing at my chest.
My office, usually a place of control and calculated decisions, felt small as the hours dragged by. I paced back and forth, my boots echoing against the polished floor, the occasional growl escaping my lips. Abel and Roland were out there searching, but their silence fed my frustration. My mind was in chaos, swirling with questions I couldn't answer.
"Natalie?" I muttered to myself, my voice tinged with frustration and guilt. "Where the hell are you?"
I leaned against the edge of my desk, gripping its surface tightly. My knuckles turned white as I closed my eyes and activated the mind link.
"Abel. Roland. Any sign of her?"
Abel's voice came through, steady but strained. "We're still searching, your highness. We've combed through the east district, but no sign of her yet. We'll check the outskirts next."
Roland chimed in next, his tone equally grim. "We're moving fast, but it's a big city. If she's trying to hide, it won't be easy to track her."
I exhaled sharply, rubbing my temples. "Keep me updated. Don't stop until you find her."