Chapter twenty-five

Ariadne POV

I gasped as I paced myself closer to get a better glimpse of what was happening. I couldn't believe I had to go through this. They were actually here and not just my illusions.

"Bloody two strokers! What are they doing hanging around here?" I muttered under my breath.

I ran out to the sofa and picked up my jacket and my cell phone.

"What are you doing?" My wolf asked.

"I'm taking precautionary measures," I said, stuffing my luggage.

I stood looking towards the window. "It's not the first time a mission would impose such demands. But sending others and the insecurity that made them dig into me. I began to smell something foul.

"Hey, Decker." He was quiet for a while before clearing his throat. "It's me, Ariadne." I fiddled my hair in between my fingers.

"Ariadne! I have been so worried, how is it, the mission." He asks.

"It's tough," I said,

"It always is but not for you, you can outstand it, it's believable you're Ariadne the unscathed." He chuckles.

Decker was the only