DelaneyOur mission is meant to be upstairs, and so we leave through one of the many unconventional exits, and make it to Pollux’s Ford. He still hasn’t told us what the mission is about, and it’s honestly so frustrating. If he understood just how anxious this whole thing makes me, maybe he’d be more eager for share the details at a much quicker pace. I get in the backseat, and he starts the car once Paola closes the door. He then turns his body around, and says, “Here’s the thing: there was a survivor from the hunt. A guy. Matteo wants us to fetch him, but he didn’t make it known because he doesn’t want to alert anyone.”“Why not?” Paola asks. “I thought we were all meant to be trustworthy. Does that mean that he trusts us?”“Yes,” Pollux says. “He does. He trusts us way too much for first-timers.” His eyes then land on me when he says, “I guess it’s all your fault, Delaney.”I frown. “What? That he trusts us?”“Of course,” he replies. There’s something off about how he says this.
DelaneyMy ears are ringing when the car finally comes to a stop, and I'm all upside down. I look around, only vaguely aware of what's happening. Paola and Pollux are in the front seat. She appears to be passed out, and he's stirring and groaning in pain. I look around for the guy we rescued, and he's sprawled to one side, still passed out. His legs look broken, but I don't know if they were like this before he got in the car.I groan as well as I try to get out of the car. Beside me, right close to my ear, I hear footsteps, and when I turn my head slowly in its direction, I see heavy black boots. Then, the door is opened, and a loud metallic sound follows this. The sound is too much for my poor ears, that are still ringing. Then, without wanting, I'm pulled out of the car. A cry leaves my lips, and from inside the car, I hear Pollux call my name. "Delaney!"The man grabs the back of my coat and hauls me up so my knees aren't touching the ground. He's pretty strong. He's taking me
Delaney I let my head hang as exhaustion and pain overtake my body.I don’t know where pain ends and exhaustion begins. I’ve never felt this way before. This is the kind of pain that I never thought existed, and what makes it worse is how much he’s enjoying this. He steps back, and I don’t look up to see where he’s going. My blood is all over the floor. I know that most of these injuries will heal if I have the time, and they’ll do so seamlessly, but the psychological scarring is something I’ll never get rid of. If he doesn’t kill me here, I’ll never forget this until the day I die. My mouth is parched, and I taste blood in it. I don’t know how many hours have passed. One? Two? Four? I’m worried sick about Paola and Pollux, and the Omega man that survived the hunt only to be possibly killed in a car crash. I feel responsible for what happened to them. I should have covered my hair. Beta Whittle would never have recognized me under a hoodie. I hear the sounds of things being move
Alec “But she’ll be alright?” I ask the healer. For the past five minutes, she’s been telling me the extent of Delaney’s injuries, and the more sickened I become. I should’ve killed Wade a lot slower. Him and his son, for putting her through this. “Yes, she’ll recover,” she tells me. “But she’ll need three days. The burns on her legs need to be closely examined. She could develop an infection and end up losing them.”I close my eyes, then nod and thank her. The healer, Anna, returns to the room and leaves me alone in the corridor. I had to bring her to one of the safe houses reserved for me and Carla if a war ever breaks out. These were built during the times when the last Omega rebellion was happening, and they haven’t closed them down. I’m glad my father decided to keep his because it’s come in handy today. I had nowhere to take Delaney. This is the only place I could think of. Anna won’t tell anyone about this, and in any case, she doesn’t know anything about Delaney. Besides,
Delaney The woman removes the phone from my ear once he ends the call abruptly, and I stare at her face and wonder who she is, and where I am. “You’re safe,” she tells me. It’s uncanny because I feel like she just read my mind. “My name is Anna, and I’m a healer. The Alpha has asked me to watch over you during your healing process. You have extensive injuries, but I’ve already sealed most of them with salve. You’ll be fine, but you need to take it easy for three days, and you need to be completely bedridden today.”The Alpha. Alec. Yes, I vividly recall him storming into that cottage and tearing apart Beta Whittle and his son. He carried me to the car, and that’s the last thing I remember. He brought me here. He’s asked this healer to watch over me. Why does he want to know how many people were in the car with me? Not knowing is making me highly anxious. I try to move, and she puts her hands on my shoulders and keeps me down on the bed. “Please, don’t move. You have too many injur
Alec When I arrive at Wade’s house, I immediately step out, not allowing myself to hesitate for a second. I can’t waste any time. Too many lives depend on it. I walk up to the front door and then press the doorbell. I hear it ringing a few times, and then wait. I try to close myself so as to not appear nervous at all, but this house makes me remember Trevor, and whenever I do, I feel this nervousness that I can’t put my finger on. He’s been dead for seven years, yet I still feel the same way I did right before I slammed that rock over his head. I think it’s because how hard his mother cried during his funeral. The woman was inconsolable, and that was the first time that I actually felt the impact of what I’d done. Someone was suffering because of his death. I sometimes ask myself what would have happened if I’d never killed him. I could’ve perhaps tried to push him off her. I could’ve even hit him. Whenever I ask myself this, though, my wolf feels betrayed. She was my mate, an
AlecThere is no fear in their eyes as I approach the cage, and I stop right before I reach them, and give them both a good look. “Does anyone else apart from these two know you’re here?” I ask them. “Did you see anyone else on your way here, or at the crash site? Anyone that could tie you to this murder?”No answer comes from them, not for a handful of seconds. I look from the woman to the man, who eyes me like me wants to tear me apart. It’s the woman who answers me. “No, just this man. And the woman. And of course, the Beta and his son.”The man shoots her an accusatory look, but she doesn’t even look at him. I ask her, “You’re absolutely sure about this.”“Yes,” she answers. “I’m sure.”“The man lying on the ground, is he dead?”She closes her eyes, then nods. “Yes. He died before we could give him care. He was…a victim of the hunt. We were going to help him.”I frown. “Which hunt?”“The one that happened yesterday,” she claims. “The one where you killed almost half of the Omega
DelaneyI can stand up now, and I’m quite relieved that I’m able to use my legs so quickly after her injury. Anna has really been taking good care of me. I don’t know how I would’ve healed successfully without her. Her company has also been very enlightening and distracting for me. I haven’t been thinking about the attack, nor of the extensive injuries I have all over my body, but at the same time, I haven’t really been able to forget my friends. Paola and Pollux. Where are they now?I’ve been expecting Alec’s call. Something. Some kind of information. He just asked me about them and never said anything back. It’s been a struggle to stay calm where they’re concerned, and there are times when I imagine the worst. Anna has been giving me many calming teas and they’ve been a great help. I’ve slept more in the past day than I have in the last week. It’s impossible to think that I haven’t been a week out of the prison yet. It feels like months have passed since my incarceration. So muc