My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 55: Make Him Pay

Elion stood by the towering glass window at the edge of the ballroom, his drink untouched in his hand. His gaze swept over the crowd, the laughter and clinking glasses blending into a blur of background noise. Something was off. It had been too long since Raelynn excused herself to use the restroom. His unease grew with every passing second.

"She's taking a while, isn't she?" Kade's voice broke through his thoughts.

Elion turned slightly, his expression hard. "Yes. It's not like her to get lost or wander off."

"Want me to go look for her?" Kade offered with a casual smile, though there was a flicker of concern in his tone.

Elion shook his head firmly. "No. Stay here. I'll go."

Kade's grin widened knowingly. "Yeah, of course, you will."

Elion ignored him, setting his glass on a nearby table before heading straight toward the exit. The guests naturally made way for Elion as he walked, his imposing aura impossible to ignore.

Several women stepped into his path, their eyes glinting with interest. "Elion, leaving so soon? Stay and—"

"I don't have time." His voice was cold. He didn't even slow down, brushing past them without a second glance.

The grand hallway was quieter, the muffled music from the ballroom fading into the background. Elion's sharp eyes scanned the area as he walked. Golden lights flickered on the walls, their glow stretching shadows across the glossy tiles. He passed by the restroom doors, expecting to find Raelynn nearby, but there was no sign of her.

A quiet sound stopped him in his tracks.

Turning his head toward the corridor leading to the side entrance, his heart clenched. There she was—but she wasn't alone.

Raelynn stumbled slightly, leaning heavily on a man Elion thought he'd seen earlier. But it wasn't the man's presence that made his blood boil; it was Raelynn's condition. Her hair was messy, pieces falling out of the neat style she'd started with. Her dress was ripped, and she walked barefoot, each step looking like a struggle.

He didn't hesitate, rushing ahead so quickly it was hard to follow.

"Raelynn!" he called out, stopping them both in their tracks.

The man barely had time to react before Elion grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall with a loud thud. The man flinched, his hands up in surrender.

"What the hell did you do to her?" Elion growled, his glare cutting through the dim light.

The man chuckled nervously, his lips twisting into a smirk. "Easy, dude. I was just trying to help. She looked like she needed it."

"Help?" Elion's grip tightened, his knuckles whitening. "She's a mess. Explain yourself before I rip you apart."

Elion's eyes burned with rage, he was so ready to tear him to pieces. Touching her was a mistake, and Elion cursed himself for not handling him before.

"Wait!" Raelynn's Raelynn's shaky voice cut through his anger. She reached out, her hand trembling, and touched his arm. "Elion... let go. He helped me."

Elion turned to her, his expression softening just slightly as he searched her face. The sparkle in her eyes was gone, replaced by exhaustion, and her face was ghostly pale. With reluctance, he let the man go and turned to her.

"What happened?" he questioned, his voice calmer but still demanding an answer.

Raelynn hesitated, her lips trembling as she tried to speak. But the man beat her to it. "She was attacked. I came just in time to stop the bastard from doing anything worse."

Elion's jaw clenched, his sharp gaze darting back to the man. "Attacked? By who?"

The man shrugged, brushing off his coat as he straightened himself. "Some creep. Didn't stick around to get his name. He was there. I took care of him. Hopefully, he's still out cold. She got lucky this time."

Elion turned back to Raelynn, his chest tightening as she gave a faint nod to back up the guy's story.

"Thank you," Elion muttered, his tone still a bit sharp. "I owe you for this."

The man waved it off. "Just doing what anyone decent would. Take care of her."

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Elion didn't need to be told twice. He stepped closer to Raelynn, his large hand resting gently on her shoulder. "Can you walk?"

Raelynn tried to stand a little straighter, but her knees buckled slightly. "I'm... I'm fine," she whispered, though her voice betrayed her exhaustion.

"Fine isn't good enough," Elion muttered under his breath. Without waiting for her protest, he scooped her up into his arms effortlessly.

Raelynn usually would have yelped or complained about the sudden action, but this time she just leaned her head against his chest. The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat were oddly comforting. She sighed softly, her hands resting against his shoulder.

"Let's go home," Elion said, his voice softer now as he began walking.

Raelynn nodded faintly, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Just rest," he murmured, adjusting his hold on her to make sure she was comfortable.

As they left the building, the cool night air hit them, carrying the faint scent of rain. Elion held her closer, shielding her from the chill as he made his way to the car waiting outside. His mind raced with a mix of emotions—rage at the thought of what could have happened to her and relief that she was safe now.

When they reached the car, he carefully opened the door and placed her inside, his movements gentle as if she were made of glass.

"Raelynn," he said softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Are you hurt anywhere? Tell me."

She opened her eyes briefly, her gaze meeting his. "I'm okay... just tired."

He didn't look convinced, but he nodded. "We'll talk about it later. For now, rest."

As the car started moving, Raelynn leaned against his shoulder, her breathing evening out as she drifted into a light sleep. Elion stared out the window, his jaw tight as he silently vowed to find the man who dared to harm her and make him pay.