Page 58 of Marked By Myth

Had she taken them and fled?

Had what happened with Belle been too much?

I knew I should have handed that run off to Fang to deal with so I could be there for her. This wasn’t her world anymore, even if I could see glimpses of her again.

Sitting down on the edge of my bed, I put my hands on my knees, forcing the nausea in my gut to settle. Had she gone back to London?

Pulling my phone back out of my pocket, I dialled Bully, and left a message for him to check on Beck. If she was back there, that was it. That was her decision. I had to respect it.

Right?

Or I could have Bully send her back here and I’d tie her to my bed until she knew she was the only damn thing that mattered to me.

Throwing my phone on the bed, I laid back on it, waiting for Beck to return my call. It was early morning over there now.

How the fuck hadn’t I left someone on her?

Because I wanted her to trust me. I wanted her to want to be here.

Pain I’d thought was long gone was resurfacing and it made me sick. How could I be so stupid?

BULLY

She ain’t here. Doesn’t look like anyone arrived matching her description on any flight in the last few days either.

I read the message over and over again. Why hadn’t I just asked Frenzy to track her movements? Fuck, she had me all torn up and in knots, I wasn’t thinking clearly. Grabbing my phone, I headed back out to the clubhouse. Missy was looking down at her phone, and the boys were all lounging around.

“Frenzy?”

He stood up, tossing the girl that had been on his lap onto the couch. “Yeah?”

“Pull up your computer. I need you to tell me the last time you saw Rox on the compound.”

Everyone was quiet.

Fang looked at me, a frown on his face. “Prez, what’s going on?”

“I don’t know where she is,” I admitted. “I thought she took off, her boxes are gone, but Bully told me she didn’t go back to London.”

“The Scorpions…”

“I know,” I barked at Menace. “Just…Frenzy find her.”

“Uh, Prez?” I heard Missy call out to me. “Prez.”

I turned to her, not sure if I could hold back if she said the wrong thing to me right now. “She tell you something? I know you’re friends.”

“Her boxes aren’t here because she took them…but it’s not what you think.”

“What is it?”

“She was moving them to your house…the house you two had before. She asked about it, why you stayed here all the time. I told her that you still had the house but you didn’t use it. She wanted to prove to you that she was for real about being here, about her responsibility but she wanted a place to go if the club got too much. She wanted a place for just you two.”

My chest seized at how fucking thoughtful she was. She’d always been that way. It was why I loved her so damn much. “She didn’t leave?”

“No, Prez. She loves you, but, well she hasn’t returned my calls or messages all day. She was going over there today to finish unpacking before you figured it out.”

“When did she go?” Frenzy asked, opening his laptop and tapping away.