Unscentable

Chapter 19 - Unscentable

Bradley POV

Bradley was standing at the reception desk waiting to check out of the hotel with Cooper and Hadley. They’d had a late breakfast, seeing as their flight back to Montana wasn’t until lunch time, looked at the number on his phone when it rang. Alpha Timothy IMP. Picked it up. Maybe the man had gotten her already.

“Bradley Drake,” he answered in the human way due to where he was and the humans all around him.

“Bradley, Timothy Avery.” then the man sighed.

Bradley closed his eyes. He just knew that something had gone wrong.

“What is it, Timothy?”

“Piper got away.” he muttered.

“Didn’t your Beta, lo jack her car!” he asked, more than annoyed, he’d heard that very conversation himself.

“Yes.” Timothy sounded annoyed as well now. “I thought we’d let her settle down for the night. The car didn’t move all night. When we got there this morning to collect her, the car was still there, but no Piper, no Brandon.”

Bradley sighed now and knew he should have insisted on going himself. “Did you not watch her or at least where she spent the night, put a guard on her at least?”

“I did, must have left before we got there,” heard the man huff, “I’m just as annoyed as you are Bradley.”

“I doubt it. That’s my son you lost and likely my Mate.” he grated out, uncaring that Hadley would be hearing this conversation. Only he and Cooper knew at this point about the boy. He still hadn’t informed his Gamma or Delta. “Do you
have any idea where they are?”

“No.”

“Where did she leave the car?” Bradley changed his train of thought, thinking now of how to track her. She’d gone somewhere and that somewhere would likely be to someone she trusted. He was betting he knew who.

“The mail states Isobelle Jenkins.”Bradley frowned, “Isobelle Jenkins.” he mused aloud, then he sighed “Izzy.”

turned his eyes to Cooper, ignored the very concerned look he was getting from his sister, who now appeared way more concerned about the situation now she’d heard him say his son. “You’ve got Izzy’s details right?”

“I’ll call her, though I likely won’t have any luck, but…” saw the man pull out his phone.

“Izzy is Piper's Assistant Manager, they are quite close.”
Bradley informed Timothy while they waited.

“Where else do you think she will go?” Timothy asked.

“Your guess is as good as mine on that. I’ll have my men make some calls to her other stores. She could have gone off to Olympia or LA. I’ll get back to you Timothy.” he hung up and closed his eyes, took in a deep breath and then let it out slowly, a rogue on the run with no describable scent to track, didn’t even smell like a rogue for that matter, just freaking great.
Looked at Cooper, he was frowning “What?” he asked when the man hung up.

“Voice mail.”

Told the receptionist at their hotel they would like to stay at least one more night, maybe two, instead of checking out. Then drove them to her store here in Portland. It was open, he walked in and saw the woman behind the counter smile right up at him. He’d not seen her before. He might have some luck on his side. Glanced at her name tag ‘Laura’

“Morning Laura.” he smiled right at her, heard her heart rate quicken, smiled a bit more as he leaned right on the counter, getting closer to her “I’m looking for Izzy, cheeky woman stood me up.”