Alexander POV

As soon as I walked out of my office, the soft scent of roses invaded my nose, and Ghost went wild inside my head, scratching to be released.

"Calm down!" I snapped, pushing him back.

"That's Emily, our mate we are scenting," Ghost yelled. "She's here! Find her!"

"I am trying!" I growled impatiently. But her scent seemed to be fading!"

That confused both of us—was the girl I just saw Emily or someone else?

My gaze traveled over the dance floor, seeing that Emily's friend had left. She wasn't at the bar.

My gaze snapped at the tables on the top floor, looking over the dance floor....