Gazello’s POV
“Yes, Alpha,” I jumped into his room. His minty, powerful Alpha scent was everywhere in his gray and black themed room. He was still glaring at me. I scratched the back of my head as I rushed towards his shelf.
“No need. I have checked there.” he had his hands crossed as he leaned against the wall.
“Oh.” I stepped away from the shelf and went on to check his bed.
“It’s not there,” he groaned.
I sighed, bouncing back up and heading the opposite direction. “Why are you heading to my bathroom?”
I paused. A deep rush of breath swallowed up into my lungs as I turned to him, my shoulders dropped. “It’s not in your room, Alpha.”
Alpha Rue ran his hand through his hair as he paced his room, agitated. “How did you know that? I was just here after dinner, right?”
I licked m
