Chapter 242
Chapter 242
“She’s giving me a chance to prove myself.” I shrug my shoulders. “It’s all I can ask for.”
Damien and Dorothy stay for a little while. It was funny to see how far he had come from the beast I had first met. Never in a million years did I think we would end up in a life like this. And there was no way I was losing it, not now she was giving me a chance.
I wait until after dark before slipping out. Climbing up into the trees of the forest without being seen. Up high, it was easy enough to move from branch to branch all the way to the edge of the pack. There were some guards on duty, but the second their backs were turned as they looked for me and my scent. I jump and run. The sooner I got information for Neah, the better. But I was doing this the old way. No tech. I needed to witness things with my own eyes.
Breaking into a parked car was children’s work. It was an older red nissan. It didn’t really draw the eye because it wasn’t fancy and that was exactly what I needed.
I head towards the city. That was where Damien had last seen her. Though, she was probably smart enough to know that staying in one place won’t do her any favours. Yet from what she was wearing, it wasn’t like she was hiding in a cave or a run down building. She had somewhere she called home. Somewhere to fix her makeup and store her overly expensive clothes.
I was just about to head back to Black Shadow when I see her car poking out from behind some bins. They had tried concealing it on a drive next to a quaint house.
Quietly moving around the bins, I check the plate. This was definitely it and for now, it was all I needed.
I turn and head back up the street towards the stolen car when I catch a whiff of a familiar scent.
Jenson steps out of the shadows by the parked car. His arms folded across his wide chest. A crisp black suit covered his frame. Something I never expected him to wear.
“Mallory.” My name leaves his tongue like a poison as he rolls the last few letters of my name. “What are you up to, Mallory?”
My eyes narrow and he starts tutting at me with tiny head shakes as he steps closer, towering over me. Though I could make him look like a child if I shifted.
“I see she has you wrapped around her manicured fingers.”
“Why are you here, Mallory? Did lover boy send you?” He chuckles to himself at the sad comment. Some things never change.
When had he turned so dark? Damien was right about one thing, Jenson would have fit in perfectly with the Rogues. Maybe that’s what Blair saw in him.
“I came alone.” I had no idea if he had linked her yet. My best bet was to keep him talking. “I was curious.”
“About?”
“Blair. She looks just like Neah, are they twins?” I lie. He had seen how short tempered Neah was with me. Even the other day when Blair had turned up and he had been in the car., he could see Neah looked pissed with me.
“It’s none of your business.” He curls a lip in annoyance that I had even asked
“You are right. It’s my downfall. Curiosity has always gotten the better of me.” I keep lying. I could lie to anyone as long as it isn’t my Alpha.
He presses his lips into a thin line and glances at the old red car.
“I stole it.” I blurt out. “Dane would never let me bring a car out to look for you.”
He nods. He seemed to actually believe me.
“You were stupid to come alone, Mallory.”
“It’s not like I have anyone on my side anymore.” I shrug my shoulders. “Damien has Raven. The pack hates me. I wanted to find somewhere I would feel welcome.” Every lie feels like fire burning my insides.
“Then why did you stop Blair?”
“I was still trying to help. I’ve spent so long trying to help, but it’s time to give up.” I drop my shoulders, trying to look defeated. “Is Mallory here?”
“She’s working.”
“Oh.” I deflate even more. Trying to keep the look of surprise buried. What work did she do and why was her car still here?
“Get in the car and go home.”
“It’s not my home.” I mutter. “But I will go.”
He watches me slide into the car and start the engine. Only backing onto the pavement when I start to move. I had got what I needed for now.