Mason's POV
They've gone around the castle three bloody times, but Nine's no where to be found. I stood by her bed, holding onto the last dress she wore. Even if I'm able to track her by her scent... I'd be glad.
Who took my Nine?
Who had the audacity to lay a finger on her?
I groaned in frustration and walked out of her room, holding her last dress.
My men were outside, panting hard. The ones I sent to guard her were being punished. I would have killed them on the spot, but they are still my trustworthy men.
The cause of the issue is the maid that was assigned to her. Nine didn't even tell me anything about her, maybe she didn't know I wasn't the one who sent her.
Wait... She could listen to people's thoughts. She should have known. Did she run away from me? No, that's impossib
