Alex walked out of the stadium, not sure where he was going. He just kept moving. His heart was pounding and his mind was racing. Something was wrong with Angela. She wouldn't have run off like that if everything was fine.
He tried to think of where she could have gone. He guessed she might be near the dorms, so he followed the path, but there were too many footprints. He couldn't call out her name—if the Alphas heard him, they would come running. That was the last thing she needed.
He paused and took a deep breath, trying to clear his thoughts. He needed to focus. He closed his eyes for a moment and used his sharp sense of smell.
Slowly, her scent came to him. It led toward the woods behind the West House. But there was something else...fear. Her fear was so strong, he could feel it in his chest.
