MATE BY CHANCE

CHAPTER3

Trinity.

The drive to the motel was unpleasantly long and wearying.

We alighted from the car and walked straight to the reception. The receptionist on duty had an attitude and got on our nerves, but we were so desperate for any clues whatsoever, we had to brace ourselves and take it.

“Please, I need any available details on a male customer who booked a room here last night,” I requested, and she stared at me as if I had just asked a dumb question.

“His name,” she enquired, rolling her eyes impassively.

I stood there, tongue-tied. I felt stupid for not getting his name at least.

“Madam,” she broke the silence, “I asked for his name.”

“Uh, I..” I stuttered.

“We can't recall his name at the moment,” Enisa jumped in. “But we are willing to pay for your troubles,” she whispered, placing some money on the desk.

I looked at Enisa with thankful eyes, berating myself for not offering money before my questions.

“Please, lives depend on this information,” I said, staring at the receptionist, and her expression instantly transformed to one of concern for us.

“Okay,” she sighed, “I’ll see what I can do. You said this was last night?” she asked, searching through her computer.

“Yes, Last night,” Enisa and I replied simultaneously.

“What time was it exactly?” The receptionist asked further.

“Um, at about 11:45, I guess,” I answered.

“Okay, from what I see here, a man named Jamie booked for room 350 just about your said time,” she said, still focused on the computer.

“Okay, his last name?” I asked intensely, and she raised a brow at me.

“Doesn't say, just reads Jamie,” she replied.

“Why the f**k, would you give out a room to someone and not get their full name at least?” I asked her, raising my voice.

“Calm down, girl,” Enisa said, cautioning me to calm down.

“Madam, you're gonna have to calm down or I’ll be forced to send you out,” she shot at me. “Is there any other thing I can help you out with?” she added, scanning across our faces.

Enisa leaned forward. “What about the name on his credit card?” She asked.

“He paid cash,” she replied.

“Do you have any other information other than his first name? Please, every detail would help,” I begged with tears flowing down my cheeks.

“Well, he left a phone number,” she said, and I heaved a sigh of relief.

“That's great, awesome in fact,” I said. “Please let me have it.”

She scribbled it down on a paper and handed it over to me. She held on tight to the other end of the paper and stared at me.

“You did not get this information from here; you know this is against company policy,” she warned us, raising an eyebrow. I nodded, and she released the paper.

As we walked over to the car, I hastily dialed the number. To my dismay, it was switched off, and I began to cry.

“What’s wrong?” Enisa stopped to ask, staring into my eyes.

“I just dialed the number, it's switched off,” I sobbed, and Enisa pulled me close.

“There's still some hope here, at least we have a name,” she said softly.

“Of what use is just a first name?” I asked.

“We could look him up on social media,” she shrugged.

“Yeah, you're right, how did I not think of that?” I said, pulling out of her embrace. “We should go to your place,” I added.

Quickly, we slipped into the car, and Enisa started the engine.

As we drove, I felt a ray of hope. I prayed silently to the Goddess to help us on our mission to find Jamie.

We got to Enisa’s house and swung into action. We browsed the internet and social media for men with the name Jamie. We went through nothing less than five hundred profiles, and then it was nightfall.

Surprisingly, my dad and brothers hadn't called me to check on me, so I called them and lied that Enisa asked me to come help with some decor designs in some of her real estate properties. Enisa and I had dreams of owning our own real estate agencies.

Sadly for me, my father forbade me from doing any type of job, let alone owning my own establishment. He strongly believed that as the future Luna, I didn't have to work or labour for money. Enisa, on the other hand, was allowed to pursue her dreams.

I called my eldest brother Aiden, and told him, he agreed that I could spend the night at Enisa’s and that I must be back home the following day for Dinner with Alpha Warren and the rest of the family.

After the call, we had a quick dinner, rushed back to scouring the internet, and after a few more futile searches, we called it a night and went to bed.

The next morning, after breakfast, we continued our search.

After searching nearly two thousand profiles, we gave up. There was no way we could find him online. I leaned back on the couch I was seated on, and I bemoaned my ugly fate. I was filled with regret.

How could this guy do something this cruel to me? I was certain he knew how the wolf community was. No one would ever want me as long as he was still alive and breathing, and even if he dies, it would be extremely difficult to find another mate. My last resort may be to settle for a human, and that was prohibited in every pack because of the risk of breeding wolfless wolves. I was so doomed.

“Could this guy be a ghost or something?” Enisa said, breaking the heavy silence.

“I need help, Enisa, I need help,” I cried.

“Calm down, Trinity, we can't think of something if you're all worked up like this,” she said.

“That guy is such a bastard,” she added.

The feeling was mutual. He f****d with my entire life.

Enisa let out a heavy sigh, “Trinity, I suggest you come clean to Alpha Wareen and your brother Aiden,” and I was shocked at her suggestion.