Eve
“Ellen?” I called softly as I descended the stairs, trying not to spill anything. The house was rather quiet. “Ellen, could you prepare some food for the Alpha and bring it up to him? He needs to eat something.”
No answer.
I reached the bottom step and paused, listening. Nothing. Not the clatter of pots in the kitchen, not her usual humming while she worked, just like I noticed in the few hours of being with her.
I headed toward the kitchen. “Ellen?” I called again, louder this time. The room was empty. The stove was cold, dishes neatly stacked, and there was a faint lemon scent from whatever cleaner she’d used earlier. No sign of her.
A prickle of unease crept up my spine.
“Ellen!” My voice echoed slightly in the empty space.
That’s when I heard a sharp, piercing scream from do
