My Alphas' Dark Desires-Chapter 120: Ask Around

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Chapter 120

~Dristan’s POV~

Meanwhile, Outside Isla’s Dorm

I walked fast, jaw tight, trying to hold back the frustration coiled in my chest. Valerie had ignored me.

But that didn’t mean I was done. The others were likely already splitting up, messaging people, trying to find backdoors into her world.

The truth was—none of them had earned the front door yet. And I bet she had equally told the others not to give out her number.

My phone buzzed again. It was a message from Axel.

Axel: I asked two girls from her advanced combat group. Neither has it. Apparently, she uses a private chat line. Not linked to the campus network.

Of course she did.

Kai messaged next.

Kai: Searched dorm records. Her file is encrypted. Clearance locked—council level locked. Something’s fishy.

Me: Well, Valerie is secretive and fishy lol.

Even though I said that, I was anything but smiling. It said or spoke a lot. Right from our first meeting, she had always been a mystery.

I tried researching her and not much came out—simply put... it was too simple.

And when someone’s record at the time is so simple, it means there’s something buried underneath and let’s not forget her constant excellent grades and results in activities.

Someone as simple as that shouldn’t have such a background of training she did.

She never enrolled in any dojo. She was good—too good.

"She really isn’t playing around," I muttered under my breath.

Then another message came through.

From Xade: Erik says she changed numbers two weeks ago and only gave the information to a few—Isla, Astraea, maybe one other.

Only a few.

"So Erik, someone just there, has her number while we he mates do not? Valerie... tsk you play a dirty game, mate.

Which meant if Isla and her roommates did not talk, we’d be at a dead end.

Well, that settles it. I typed back.

Me: Ask Erik for her number.

Xade’s reply was instant...

Xade: He couldn’t give it.

Me: Really? Does that dried bumpkin want to get a beating?

Xade: Relax. We’ll get it from somewhere else. He seems oddly so loyal to Valerie. I didn’t know but it looked like behind the scene, our mate has been busy making stro nga nd loyal alliances.

Me: Just get me the number.

Xade: Why not use your informant?

Me: I would not want a report to my dad...

I had started typing when I deleted the text and put a bored emoji before adding, "I wouldn’t want to disturb him for something so little; I can get myself.

Xade: Right. Okay, later.

I dropped the phone in my pocket and sighed. Any news that one would be something my father would pick on.

I was not scared, but I could not trust him to keep his word, and Valerie’s life would be in danger.

I can’t be around her all the time and I know the others will be but I hate to rely on others to care for my wom... my mate.

I stopped at Isla’s room door and knocked twice.

No answer.

I knocked again. This time, the door creaked open slightly, and I frowned.

Empty. None of them was inside. Either they weren’t or just lost in their rooms. I tried calling Isla again but the call did not connect.

I know I shouldn’t have been here, in the female dorms but right now I did not care. Stepping out back, I headed into the hallway just as Kai jogged toward me from the other end.

"She’s not there," I said.

"She’ll be back," Kai replied. "But she’s going to be suspicious."

I looked at him. "We’re running out of options."

"She’s not just dodging us," Kai said. "She’s making a point."

I didn’t want to hear it. But he was right. freёnovelkiss.com

We were scrambling. And Valerie? She was done waiting.

Kai and I called the group to check on the others.

Kai leaned against the hallway wall. "We underestimated her. All of us."

Xade’s voice crackled over the group call. "Got one lead—Reina from Elira’s squad. Trying her now."

"No leads here," Axel added. "Girls on her team don’t even like talking about her. They respect her too much, maybe because she is good at everything, and Dristan has staked a claim. At this point, he’d make her lose friends."

"Jealous much?" I added.

"Not now, guys," Kai growled.

I heaved a deep sigh. We were falling behind.

And somewhere in that moment, I realized we weren’t just losing access to Valerie.

We were losing her trust.

And if we didn’t fix that soon—we might lose everything to a damn Lycan.

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~Author’s POV~

The moment Xander caught Xade’s voice down the hall, he slowed his steps. He hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, but when the name Valerie dropped, followed by the low frustration in Dristan’s tone—his attention snapped into focus.

They were hunting.

For her number.

Xander slipped into the hallway’s corner shadow, arms folded loosely as he leaned back against the wall, unseen.

He didn’t flinch when the conversation ended, and Xade muttered something to himself before heading off. The second his footsteps faded, Xander stepped out of the dark.

Fools.

They circled Valerie like mindless wolves chasing a scent they didn’t know how to track. And none of them had gotten what they were looking for.

Not even him.

That annoyed him more than he liked to admit.

"The guys are right," he murmured under his breath, lips curling into a slow smirk, "but unlike them... I can get it in the blink of an eye."

Xander moved like a whisper through the corridor, his stride unhurried, controlled. He had already noted where Erik had gone—across the north wing toward the smaller dorm library.

It was barely used. Quiet. Hidden. Perfect.

He didn’t bother knocking.

The door creaked open, and warm lamplight bled across the floor from the centre reading table.

"I already told you," Erik’s voice called from within, not looking up. "I’m not giving you the number, no matter what you do to me, Xade."

Xander’s smirk deepened.

"How unfortunate," he said softly, voice smooth and calm.

Erik stiffened instantly. His head snapped up, eyes searching the dimly lit corners of the room.

"Y-you’re not Xade," he muttered.

"No," Xander replied, stepping forward slowly, boots soundless against the carpeted floor. "Not even close."

The library wasn’t well lit—just one flickering lamp and a few rays of dusk spilling through the blinds. But it was enough. Erik’s eyes locked onto him, freezing the moment they caught the faint red glow rising behind Xander’s pupils.

Xander didn’t rush. He moved with the precision of someone who never had to hurry. His teeth flashed in a sharp grin as he stopped just before Erik’s chair.

"I’d rethink that answer if I were you," he murmured, head tilting slightly, voice barely above a whisper. "And tell me."

Erik took a shaky breath, his hand trembling slightly on the table.

"I—I told you. I can’t. She trusted me. She—"

"Is not here," Xander finished for him.

His hand came up slowly, fingers long and pale, almost elegant. He gently placed it on Erik’s head like one would console a frightened child.

Erik’s body went rigid.

"Wha—what are you—?"

Xander’s eyes pulsed crimson. "Shhh."

A thin stream of black crept from his fingers into Erik’s skin—barely visible, like a trickle of smoke. Erik’s pupils blew wide before turning milky white, breath hitching once—then stopping altogether. His limbs stilled.

His mind opened.

And Xander stepped inside.