Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Seven
It had been so long since I spoke with my mother the distance between the two of us–I noticed–would forever be present, and maybe apart of me was afraid.
It felt like every time I went to her, she always had a secret to reveal, but some secrets are meant to be kept hidden. I had forgiven her after the promise she made to me, yet I still felt the need to keep my distance.
Things were different now than they had been in the past. I hid a lot of things from her as she did from me too. With so many secrets between the two of us, our relationship could never be the same, but at least I was making an effort; I was going to visit her.
My thoughts were cut off; was that a knock on the door? I listened in but heard nothing- maybe it was all in my head.
Tap, tap, tap.
Okay, maybe not my head; that came from the window.
1 walked to the window. It felt strange that someone would be out here. I pulled open the window, doubtful. I looked down, but just as I thought, there was nothing out here. I was about to close the window when I felt hands gripping my hair. I was caught unaware, and attacker had managed to pull my upper body outside the window.
my
I clawed at anything I could get in contact with and somehow, miraculously, I pulled myself back in. Two figures slipped through from the window; there was something very disturbing about them, and for some reasons, I was reminded of the squad Beatrix had sent to months
ago.
The door to my room was locked from the inside; if I could actually outrun them, reopening the lock would slow me down, but there was another option. On the drawer lay the gun Thane had given me earlier.
I would never make it to the door and outside in time, so I headed for the drawer, which was only a few steps away, and I picked up the gun.
A third figure joined them and then a fourth.
I pointed the gun at them.
“Don’t you dare take another step closer,” I snarled the words at them.
One of them chuckled, like what I had said was funny in any way.
“Get her; she won’t shoot,” the one in the middle who seemed to be the leader said, and just then one of the four moved towards me. They didn’t think I would shoot the gun, and maybe they were right; Riley the Omega would never shoot anyone, but Riley the werewolf queen would.
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