10. The last prayer (part 1)

-9 hours later-

Wilder´s P.O.V.

We have been looking for him the whole day. It´s hard to find a person you don´t even the name of in a city like this.

We have parted ways. I´m going West whereas Noah is going North with Luke and James is searching East. If one of us finds something, then they will tell the others over the mind link. It is pretty cold and I hope my mate is warm. Omegas are usually quite small and frail, so I can only hope that his body can withstand this freezing weather.

I look around as I keep walking and occasionally stop to concentrate on smelling the scent that has kept me up for most of the night. I simply cannot stop until I find that scent again.

As I pass a few shops, I come to a beakery with yellow painted door frames. I looks quite nice and I smell fresh baked goods. But as I breathe it in again, there is something sweet underlying that scent. Could it be?...