Chapter 21

I don’t know when the thought came but I remember thinking that whoever Lindsay’s driver is needs to be sacked for not noticing us behind him. If someone was behind us and Noah failed to notice I know I’ll be telling Maggie to replace him.

The way it is though, I don’t think Noah will ever be caught lacking. The man is a true wolf and nothing misses his attention.

The silver car went off the road and moved along a lone road toward private property and I expected Noah to go after it but surprisingly he went past the private road and continued to drive down. I sat up in the seat to glare at him.

“We were following that car!”

“And we are still following it.”

“Yeah we were until you stopped going after it. It turned a corner right there.”

“And that corner leads to a private road. I’m guessing you don’t want the girl in that car knowing that you are trailing her. This is the best way to prevent her from discovering that her classmate is a stalker.”

“So how do you intend to find them again?” I demanded getting annoyed by his cockiness.

He simply turned into a busy road and two turns later we were back on the private road, existing from the left side just as Lindsay’s silver car was coming up the road.

“Like this. You might want to get down.”

I narrowed my eyes at him but did as he suggested and slide my back down the seat until I was less visible again. I heard the car go past us and make a straight drive to the house at the end of the road. Even though it was a lone road, there were a few houses separated by grill gates, almost looking like a real estate property. It didn’t look too sophisticated but it looked like it was owned by a wealthy parent nonetheless.

“Should I concerned by how good you are at stalking? Should I warn Miss Aurora about that?”

He hid a smile.

The car stopped in front of one of the houses and this one had a small gazebo a few feet after the gate. Lindsay got out of the car and while it made its way to the garage, Lindsay pressed a button to open the gate and went in.

“Is it time to play detective?”

I sat up. “Yes.”

“If you are planning to climb over the fence I’ll warn you to change your plan. There are security cameras everywhere.”

I turned to him again wondering just what kind of training he had to endure in the pack to be so calculating.

“You have strange powers, don’t you? Use them.”

“I don’t need you to tell me what to do,” I said with a glare before opening the door. I will use my powers but I didn’t need him to tell me. His laughter followed me as I left the car and made my way to the gate, doing well to avoid the garage. I was by the side of the gate and when I looked back Noah was sitting in the car with an arm propped up on the window and the fingers of that hand lingering on his jaw as he watched me, fascinated to see what I was up to.

A made a face at him and he smiled and gave me a thumbs up.

Ugh! He just has to be so…male!

I turned away and placed my hand on the bars of the gate, doing my best to forget all about him.

“Let me in and shroud me in your loving arms mother nature.”

I don’t know where I learn these spells I use from, honest, all I know is that whenever I need them they just come to mind and when I use them, they work. I was never taught how to use spells or chant them. I told you I’m a wolf and I have lived in a pack all of my life, there is no one in our pack who teaches spells and magic. This power is just…it’s just something I possess. I guess the moon goddess blessed me with it just as she blessed Maggie with the crystal wolf.

As soon as I said those words a change came over my body and slowly I began to fade until I was like a chameleon, blending into my environment. I was like a transparent film only visible to trained or supernatural eyes and when I looked back at the car sure enough Noah could see me. I could tell by the frown on his face and the way his jaw dropped that he was amazed to see what I can do.

I smiled. Never knew something could impress Mr. Gloomy the Diligent Bodyguard.

Back to the task at hand, now that my body reduced to a transparent mass I easily passed the gate, blending with it until I was on the other side.

Now what is Lindsay up to?

Something about that note Parker claims he found on Emerald reminds me of Lindsay, I don’t know why, it’s just something about the way it was written. Everyone in school fears Emerald, they try to avoid her at all cost but Lindsay doesn’t. She doesn’t go out of her way to confront Emerald in anyway but she has never tried to pretend to cower in her presence even though Emerald has obviously made her life hell long before I arrived. That’s it!

The boldness!

There’s a difference between courage and boldness, braveness. That’s what that not reminds me about.

It wasn’t trying to confront Emerald, it was a direct accusation and a demand for Emerald to meet the mystery person in the assembly hall.

Meet me in the assembly hall, Emmy bitch. That was a demand. A direct order. It couldn’t have been Colin and definitely not Mr. Hot boyfriend Parker.

I crept up the side of the house trying to get a feel of what the interior was like. There was nothing particularly eye catching about the house, it was lovely but lovely with a full stop. Nothing else.

There was a window at the side of the house opened to what I imagine was the kitchen. I crept under it. I may look like a transparent blob right now but I can’t take the chance of someone seeing my transparent move around. All it take is for the sun to shine a little differently for me to be discovered. It will be like reflecting light off the surface of water.

So I was careful when I made my way to the kitchen window and propped myself on the solid wall to begin the climb. And when I climbed inside I was surprised to find the house empty. I guess I may have expected Lindsay to have siblings and rich parents who hung around being socialites and you know what I think about socialites.

But this house, there was something sad and empty about it and that emptiness had nothing to do with the furniture, the white walls or the unnecessary wide spaces in rooms. It just felt cold and lonely.

I was in the living room when I heard Lindsay come down the stairs now dressed in a pair of shorts with a old school shirt with a red collar.

She skipped to the kitchen I had just come out and opened and closed cupboards and when she was found whatever it was she was looking for she set them on the counter and opened the fridge to get some bread. I watched her make a quick sandwich with a frown. She was humming a song to herself and that song sounded strangely familiar even though I know I have never heard it before. Yet it sounded so heart wrenching the way she hummed it. I walked closer to the kitchen door to see. She was manually toasting one side of the sandwich in the pan over the gas stove.

This wasn’t what I expected. I had expected to see her in a little room with a little shrine consisting of pictures of Emerald and her friends while she wrote a letter to another one of them while plotting the best way to pay them back for years of bullying.

She wasn’t also supposed to be toasting sandwich over a pan, she was supposed to have servants serving her, waiting to collect her order and collect her plates and cups when she was done. Even the driver who had brought her was nowhere to be found although I suspect he may be in the garage doing some tests on the car.

Then the most amazing thing happened. Lindsay took a bite of her sandwich and bowed her head and began to cry.

Okay what the heck is going on here?

I was wrong to come here. There’s no way she’s my mystery person!

I started to back away and mistakenly backed into the vase on a pedestal of some sort.

Her head shot up and her eyes widened with fear. “Who’s there?!” she yelled and her voice trembled.

I couldn’t risk her finding me there so I merged with the wall and moved in ripples through it until I was away from sight and making my way out of the front door. Inside, Lindsay was adjusting the vase and looking around to assure herself that she was alone.

I made my way back to the car and found Noah waiting outside the car taping his feet impatiently. I opened the car and lifted the spell to make me visible again.

I expected him to berate me about how much time I wasted inside the house.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” he asked with concern.

I turned to look at him with lost eyes. “I found more questions, Noah.”

Maybe it was the urgency in my voice, whatever it was made him shut the door and glance at me.

He started the car. “Wanna tell me about it?”