Chapter 174

Lance POV

I didn't know how I ran, but I knew I ran. My legs ached as I searched everywhere for J with my eyes. I ran like a lion chasing its prey, except I wasn't chasing; I was searching, following her scent to somewhere.

Although I ran like a bullet, I was following J's scent, which drew me nearer to wherever she was, though I had no idea. So I ran nonstop, with Justin and the other Beckers following behind me.

I suddenly stopped, coming to a dead end. I sniffed in the air, but I couldn't smell her again. I rubbed my nose with a handkerchief, thinking it was a nose failure, and sniffed again, but I still couldn't perceive her scent.

I took a measured step forward to the other side, thinking that if I couldn't smell her, she probably might have changed positions or made a turn.

"Right?" I thought inwardly, and walked to the far end and sniffed, but I couldn't smell her.

"What's wrong? Can't you smell her again?" Justin asked, his face furrowed in a puzzle. He walked and stood bes