Chapter 169: Someone Knocked Me Out

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Donald’s Perspective]

I stood up, knowing we’d never get any more clues from the smell.

Margaret had been taken. There was no doubt about it.

The Mist was able to hide the scent of the werewolves for a long time. I couldn’t sense Margaret now because she was still in the Mist’s range. They must not have gone far, but the key was that I didn’t know the direction they had gone.

I tried to activate my Mindlink. Margaret’s last attempt to contact me had been interrupted by something. As long as I could contact her and get a bearing, I would act immediately.

[Margaret, where are you?]

[Margaret, this is Donald. Tell me your location.]

The messages I sent sank into the ocean.

…..

I looked toward the door. Christian had followed me. He looked around the room and said, “Your Majesty, what happened?”

“Margaret is missing,” I replied in a low voice.

“Oh—” Christian made a long sound. “Let Eric take a look. He’s good with details. Where’s Eric?”

A breathless figure appeared from behind Christian. It was Eric.

“Captain, are you looking for me?”

“Where did you go just now?” Christian reprimanded him unhappily.

“Sorry, Captain,” Eric said.

“Okay, come and see what you can find,” I ordered in a low voice.

Eric walked in. He walked around the room like I did, opened the door that connected to the balcony, and went outside to observe.

He sniffed at Margaret’s clothes scattered on the bed and closed his eyes. Soon he opened them again and walked to a corner of the room. Eric leaned down, reached under the bed, and found something.

I recognized it as Margaret’s phone.

I took it from Eric. It wasn’t cracked or broken. I pressed the screen. There was no message left on the phone either. This looked like it had been randomly kicked into a corner by her abductor.

Where exactly was Margaret taken?

Armstrong and Anthony walked in together. Their eyes were fixated on the phone in my hand.

Armstrong looked around the room and looked at me with grief in his eyes. Our eyes met.

“Margaret is missing too?” Armstrong said.

“Too?” I repeated. “What do you guys know?”

Armstrong ran his hands through his hair in frustration. He gave way to Anthony who stepped in front of me.

“Someone knocked me out and then took our Luna Elizabeth,” Anthony said.

“Elizabeth was taken too?” Then I asked quickly, “Who was that?”

“I… I don’t know.” Anthony bowed his head. “I was helping Elizabeth with her luggage when someone knocked on the door downstairs. I went downstairs and was knocked out by someone.

When I woke up, I saw two werewolves trying to kill me. I fought them and ran out. But I can’t remember what happened before. I can only vaguely remember the voice of a werewolf talking before I woke up.”

Anthony’s gaze swept over all of us, pausing briefly with a puzzled expression.

“What about the person who knocked you out? Can’t you remember anything?” Armstrong asked.

“My last memory was when I opened the door,” Anthony said. “The first thing I did when I woke up was go and check on Elizabeth. Then I found her missing and came looking for you.”

I closed my eyes for a moment and began to go over the whole story in my mind.

The attackers first went to Margaret and Elizabeth’s house to take them away, but Margaret and I happened to have left at that time. For some reason, Armstrong also left.

Therefore, the other party only encountered Elizabeth and Anthony, who were still in the house. The other party chose to knock Anthony unconscious and take Elizabeth away. They also wanted to kill Anthony, but Anthony escaped.

They had a clear goal and purpose. It was my mate and Alpha Armstrong’s Mate. They were also very determined to attack irrelevant figures.

They’d also used the Mist on Margaret and Elizabeth to hide their scents. That meant it was all premeditated.

And I now had no way of contacting Margaret through Mindlink.

There were several possibilities for not being able to contact Margaret.

The first possibility was she had arbitrarily and unilaterally cut off the connection. However, this was very demanding on the person who actively cut off the connection. He or she had to be proficient in the skills of Mindlink and have enough strength to suppress others.

In fact, if one party was more powerful, he could forcefully establish a Mindlink with the other party and the weaker party would have no chance of resisting.

However, putting aside whether Margaret really had the ability to stop me from contacting her, this was impossible if my relationship with Margaret was anything to go by.

There was no way you could stop your mate from contacting you. After we marked each other, we were fused together in all aspects. Just as there was no way we could reject ourselves, there was no way we could reject our mate.

This possibility was ruled out by me.