chapter twenty-three

Maxwell, accompanied by his parents, Mr and Ms Jo with some of the elders of the pack on his side storms Arthur’s house.

“Maxwell is here, where the fuvk are you Arthur…” Dennis growled within him.

He and Jeremy was in Arthur’s living room. While he paced around worriedly, Jeremy stood motionless at a spot. His face held nothing but fear. Fear that the curse has finally happened and the Alpha of Crescent Moon pack, dead.

They had ransacked every nook and corner of his house in search of him but found nothing. Even his phone was left lying on his bed. Arthur left them no clue, no nothing and it frustrated them.

Dennis stopped abruptly and turned towards Jeremy. “Can you reach him now? I feel my power is not strong enough to reach him. He must be far away…”

He had mind-linked Arthur several times but felt no connection.

Jeremy stood, mute. Uncertainty and fear grazed his eyes, visible enough to be seen by Dennis.

Dennis heaved. “Don’t tell me you believe Arthur is really dead?” he ask