Novel & Cerita You Cant Find Alex

"She ran up to the room Alex had been using since their fight just to find the room empty. Drake walked in and dropped his head before looking her square in the eyes. “Arystyn, Alex is missing.” Arystyn’s head started to spin. She knew immediately that something was off. Have you called him or sent out someone to find him?” She asked. Drake nodded. “We’ve looked everywhere’ He was supposed to meet with the summit today regarding the new policies regarding the American packs and he never showed up. Alex knew how important this meeting was and would have not missed it. We have a search party combing the area. As well as the packs throughout the nation but he is yet to be found. “What about the

Where do I even start? “Too much to go into,” I tell him with a deadpan look. He shirks an eyebrow at me. “A problem shared is a problem halved,” he replies. I know I can talk to Ford him and the guys, they’re family but right now I don’t want to talk about the concerns I have that are making my chest ache like crazy, over Roxy being in Anchorage. And where the hell is Alexei? My guys couldn’t find him after the press conference. He seems to have disappeared into thin air. I swear to God, if he goes anywhere near Roxy back home, I will shift and sink my teeth into him and kill him.

Vector countered lightly. I went back to pacing and worrying, and then staring at my cell phone in confusion, not knowing what to do or who else to call. Alexa didn’t show up in any of the hotels in the city; yes, I had tried to find out from all the hotels that were in the city. Alexa wasn’t at her dad’s; I was sure of this because she didn’t even want him to know about her predicament, and aside from that, Alexa now hated to be go to that house.

"He's somewhere out there, imagining that I'm dead! I have to find him!" "Even if you'd try to look for him, where would you start?" Anna attempted to reason. "He could be anywhere, especially if he doesn't want to be found." Except that wasn't quite true, was it? On the worst day of her life... Perhaps Alex was in pain enough to end up to the place of an awful memory.

Questions swirled in my head, but one thought overpowered them all: Who is Alex?

I haven’t seen Alex since the day Dad goes missing. The silence around the house feels heavy, almost suffocating. I can’t figure out if he’s hiding or just trying to keep a low profile, but he’s completely absent, and I have no clue why. I step outside, my heart racing with a mix of hope and anxiety, hoping to find him nearby, but he isn’t around. I walk around the front of the house, scanning the area for any sign of him, but it’s like he has just vanished into thin air, leaving nothing but echoes of our past conversations.

His beard was a few days old, and black rings were noticeable under his stormy gray eyes. The knock on the office door disturbed him, and he raised his head. "Alpha," Luke's voice filled the office, pushing the door open. Alex waves him in, and Luke enters, closing the door behind him. "You wanted to see me?" Luke asked, taking a seat. "It has been almost four years," Alex said. "Will I ever find her?" "I don't know, Alpha," Luke said. Alex lifted his tired gaze and met Luke's. "Tell me how we could try to find her," Alex asked. "There is no sign of her anywhere, and every trail we followed ended up at a dead end."

Nicholas added, frustration evident in his tone. “My men couldn’t find her either,” Alex said. “We’ve searched this entire town and the surrounding ones. There’s no sign of her.” Each word felt like another blow. Before I could respond, the sound of another car entering the compound drew our attention. We all turned at once, a flicker of hope igniting within me despite everything. Tyler. His car came to a stop, and for a brief, fragile moment, I allowed myself to believe she might step out behind him.

But Alex had nowhere to be found. I didn’t know when he had left. I looked around at all the facts surrounding me, but he wasn’t there—neither close nor far. My breathing grew more rapid, my nerves intensifying. I felt like I needed some fresh air. “Excuse me…” I tried to make my way through the crowd, searching for my lifeline, my savior: my husband. I walked a bit, but every so often, people would stop me from continuing with their compliments. I tried to apologize each time, making my way through the stand, still hoping to find Alex.