Alex's POVThe wooden doors of my father’s private study slammed against the wall as I barged in. I pushed through the door, not caring to knock. My heart raced heavily in my chest. Rising and falling hard with a mix of desperation and frustration flooding my head.He wasn’t there. The emptiness stared back at me, heating the anger in me.I cursed under my breath, needing a way to release the frustration in me. I needed to confirm everything. I paced back and forth like a madman then picked up the office line, dialing the security guard. "His Highness. Good morning, how may be of service," "George!" I thundered into the phone."Oh, Prince Alex. Sorry, I didn't know—" "Doesn't matter. Are you aware of the whereabouts of Nick Peters?" I demanded."Your Highness, he left the palace last night," he responded.So he left? For a second, I thought it was a prank."Your Highness?" George called from the other side, bringing me back to reality."Yes, and do you know where he went to?""Yes,
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