Chapter 82

When I wake up in the morning, I reach out my arm to pull my mate to me, but Zara isn’t there. I open my eyes to confirm what I already know, then sit up quickly and look around for her. The bathroom light is off and her scent is faint in the room.

“Rocky, where did she go?” I jump out of bed and throw the bedroom door open. I try to swallow down the panic.

“To get ready, I think.” But he doesn’t sound too sure of himself.

I run down to Zara’s room and knock on the door. “Zara? Are you in there, Pocket?”

I listen closely, but there is no answer. Her scent is stronger here, so she must be inside. I crack the door open and peek in. The bathroom is dark, but the bedroom light is on. I step in and look around. There is a minute sound in the closet.

Shit.

“Zara? Are you in there?” I approach the closet door and open it slowly. She is crouched down in her usual hiding spot behind the shoe boxes, trembling under a blanket, hoping to go unseen