Chapter 87

Chapter Title:A Rogue Named Troy

*(Laura’s POV)*

I sat by the window of my hotel room, staring out at the bustling street below. It had been weeks since I left the Golden Pack, and I still hadn’t heard a word from Maxwell. The silence was eating at me, gnawing at my thoughts every time I tried to focus on my missions. I had thrown myself into rogue hunting, hoping to stay occupied, but nothing could completely distract me from the void I felt in my chest.

I sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face, and leaned back in my chair. Just as I was about to close my eyes, I heard a knock at the door.

It was him again.

“Troy,” I muttered under my breath. “Why can’t he just leave me alone?”

Reluctantly, I walked over and opened the door, and sure enough, there he stood. His tall, muscular frame leaned casually against the doorframe, his usual cocky smirk plastered across his face.

"Well, if it isn't the mighty Laura," Troy said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I thought you'd