Stone Crest: Rise of a Raven

58. Chapter 58

Chapter fifty-eight

Locke

I ’m just pulling into the estate when I get a phone call from Presley.

“Hello.”

“Locke.” Her tone is off, her voice nervous, and my body goes rigid.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s Raven. I came to pick her up from Gemma’s, but no one is answering the door. Has she called you? I’ve called her like ten times. Could something be wrong?” She asks.

I close my eyes. Presley is completely in the dark on everything that’s been happening, which is a curse and blessing all in one.

“No, I haven’t talked to her. But listen. Hendrix should be down the street in a black SUV. Go to him, I’m on my way.”

“Why is Hendrix here?”

“Ask questions later, Presley,” I say before hanging up.

Hendrix had texted me when Raven went inside. It’s been two and a half hours, but he hasn’t updated.

I dial him.

“Locke,” he answers.

“Where is she?” I bark out, shifting the car into reverse.

“Tracker says she’s still inside,” he says.

I hear Presley in the background, her voice rising as Hendrix tries to calm her.

“I’m on my way. Keep her with you. I know you can’t go inside.”

“Alright.”

I press the gas, forging forward to the road leading into Stone Crest. Hendrix can’t go inside the house even if he wanted to. Vampires have to be invited in by the homeowner, otherwise, entrance is impossible.

I had a bad feeling all of the way home. I had to let Kingston out of the car about twenty miles south of Stone Crest so he could shift into his wolf form. It would be much faster, and he had to be at the warehouse by nine to meet with Malikiah. I thought the feeling was from our visit with Giselle. It seems every time we have a solution, another problem gets added.

Another hurdle. But I’d jump them all for her.

As I slide into the driveway, I see Presley and Hendrix standing next to a fancy sports car.

“Whose car is this?” I ask as I step out.

“Her dad’s," Presley answers as she wraps her arms around her waist.

“Her dad?”

“Yeah. She seemed surprised he was here. And not thrilled.” She runs her hands up her arms. “Maybe there’s an emergency?”

I pull out my phone as I jog to the porch.

I press Declan’s name when I approach the door, turning the knob.

“Still galivanting around the country?” He quips.

“Raven’s gone.” The words have my heart pounding inside of my chest.

I can still smell her. I follow the scent to the dining chair that’s toppled over, then to the back door.

“What do you mean gone? I thought she had dinner at Gemma’s?”

“She did. Presley came to pick her up and no one is here. She’s not answering her phone. Tracker says she’s still here.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I see the evidence. Her phone is laying in the middle of the back yard.

“Fuck.”

“What do you need?” He asks.

“I’m not sure yet.”

A buzzing vibrates my ear, so I pull the phone away to see Kingston’s burner number calling.

“I got to take this. I’m at forty-five twelve Clearwater. Get here. Your girl is freaking out.”

“Presley?” He questions.

“Funny you knew exactly who I was referring to,” I say before ending the call.

“King,” I answer.

“I’m sending you an address. Bring backup. I’ve got eyes on Raven, but it’s bad Locke.”

“What you mean? Where the fuck are you?”

“The warehouse. I’ll stall as long as I can.”

A second after he hangs up the text comes through.

My feet carry me to the car before I shout over the hood. “Don’t leave her until Dec gets here. Then come to the address I’m sending now.”

I slam the door and peel out, ready to kill anyone that stands between me and my mate.