Chapter 163 - Bullied Mate Of The Alpha Triplets

Tristen's POV

Priscilla was gone!

I was panicking, my heart raced like crazy. I had to find Priscilla. I had to know she was okay. I ran from room to room, searching every corner, every closet, every inch of the house. But no matter where I looked, she was nowhere to be found. Nothing at all.

I checked the living room, the kitchen, the bedrooms. I even checked the bathrooms, the closets, and the garage. But there was no sign of her. No sign of life. No sign of anything. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.

"Priscilla!" I kept screaming, hoping this was some sort of prank, but my voice only echoed in the empty apartment with no reply.

I felt like I was going crazy. Where could she be? Why would she leave like this? I thought we had come to an agreement.

I thought she cared about our child. I thought we were working towards something together. I felt like I was going insane; I only hoped she didn't do something stupid to harm herself or our child.

I ran upstairs, my footsteps echoing off the walls. I checked the attic and the basement. I even checked the backyard and the front yard. But she was nowhere to be seen. I felt like I was searching for a ghost.

I collapsed onto the floor, my breath coming in short gasps. I felt like I was suffocating. Where was she?

Why had she suddenly left me?

I thought back to our last conversation. Had I said something wrong? Had I done something to drive her away?

Different thoughts filled my head as I panicked.

I tried to get myself together. I pulled out my phone and dialed my brother's number, my hands shaking with panic. He answered on the first ring.

"Lucas, it's me, Tristen," I said immediately.

"Tristen? I know it's you." Lucas said smoothly.

"I need your help. I can't find Priscilla. She's gone, and I don't know where she is."

My voice was filled with desperation, and I could hear the shock in his voice as he responded.

"What? Priscilla is missing?" He said, sounding shocked and concerned.

"Yes, she is. I went over to her place to talk to her, but I couldn't find her. I've searched the whole apartment, but there's no sign of Priscilla," I said worriedly

"Tristen, calm down. I'm on my way. I'll be there soon, and we'll figure this out together."

I felt a bit relieved by Lucas' reassurance.

"Lucas, I'm so scared. I don't know what happened. I went to her house, and she was just...gone. And hope she didn't hurt the baby or herself."

"Tristen, listen to me. I'm on my way. I'll be there soon. And I'm not coming alone. Ember will be with me. We'll help you find Priscilla, okay? And I'm sure since you've both talked, she wouldn't be so cruel to have gotten rid of the baby."

I nodded, even though he couldn't see me. "Okay," I sighed out.

"Just stay where you are, and don't panic," He said.

Just knowing that my brother and Ember were on their way made me feel a little better.

"Okay, Lucas. Thank you. Please hurry."

"We're on our way, Tristen. Just stay calm and try to think clearly. We'll get through this together."

I nodded again and forced myself to mumble, "Okay."

As soon as he got off the call, I got some of my teammates from the football team with girlfriends in the cheerleading squad.

I called some of the cheerleaders who were Priscilla's friends to see if she was with them or if they knew where she was, but they were all surprised as well that Priscilla was missing.

They claimed to know nothing about it and sounded worried as well, begging me to help look for their friend. I tried to assure them that Priscilla would be fine and hung up with a heavy mind. What was going on?

Lucas and Ember arrived at Priscilla's house in no time, and I could see the look of concern on their faces as they got out of the car. Lucas came over to me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Tristen, Hey. Let's go inside and start searching. We'll find her, okay? Don't worry."

I mutely nodded and led them inside the empty apartment.

Ember gasped as she stepped in. "All her stuff is missing as well."

"I noticed that, too," I replied dryly.

Soon, they split. Lucas and Ember started searching every room, every closet, every inch of the place. I followed them and couldn't help but feel a bit helpless and lost.

I had already searched the whole house more than three times, checked everywhere a person, Priscilla's size could possibly be, but I still couldn't find her.

As we searched, Ember kept trying to reassure me. "We'll find her, Tristen. Don't worry. We won't give up until we do."

But as the two hours passed, we couldn't find any trace of Priscilla. We made every call we could. Calling everyone we knew she was close to, but to no avail.

My hope started to dwindle. I sat on the floor, defeated. She was really gone.

Where could she be?

Why would she leave me like this?

"Tristen," Lucas called, walking towards me while I stared at him blankly as I didn't know how to feel.

"From everything we've seen so far, I don't think she got forcefully taken or kidnapped. I think she left by herself. She fled, her clothes, everything that belonged to her and that was carriable, is gone. I think she left on her own will," Lucas said slowly, and I looked around and took in my environment. He was right; the house didn't look like it was broken into, and there was no blood or any signs of struggle or fight.

Priscilla really did flee.

"But why?" I mumbled to myself.

"The last time you spoke to her, did you perhaps get into an argument with her that would make her want to leave?" Ember asked me, and I shook my head.

"She called me at the party and told me she was pregnant." I started, "I didn't believe her at first and demanded for a pregnancy test. We got one and got to her apartment, and through to her words, she was indeed pregnant. Although we did argue, as she felt guilty and wanted to get rid of the baby, I refused and begged her to keep it. Then we came to an agreement to keep the child; I have no idea why she would suddenly leave and run away." I shook my head, trying to get around this.

"Tristen, I think we need to get Dad involved in this," Lucas suggested, and I stood up surprised.

"What!" I flinched.

"We have to tell Dad," Lucas said, staring at me.

"Dad doesn't know about me and Priscilla's baby, and I haven't broken the news to him and Mom. I.. I don't know how to tell them." I stammered.

Lucas placed a hand on my shoulder again reassuringly. "Don't worry, Tristen, he's still our dad. He might scold you, but he will definitely stand by you. If we have a chance at finding Priscilla at all, Dad's our best shot. He's the Alpha and can get the warriors to search for her as well." I let out a sigh, defeated.

"Okay"