Adelia's Point of ViewHe was actually going with me. Had dressed in his combat gear, despite me telling him it would be uncomfortable on the plane. Luckily, Nadia never deigned to show up. Was whisked away by Dargan and taken to where they were setting up all of their IT things. According to Michael, the parting hadn't been the best, seeing as she didn't agree with him about helping me.But it was a start. Now all I had to do-"You have got to be fucking kidding me, Adelia. We just broke out of that place and now you want to stroll right back in? Have you lost your last few brain cells?" Nessa screeched, pacing up and down the living room whilst she did.All of her things had left me with a giant 250-grand hole in my bank account. I never even knew someone could pay 600 bucks for a damned pillow but the girl had bought 4 of them.And when she showed me the receipt, I just smiled at her and asked if she was satisfied with everything she had bought. Apparently, some were still being

Adelia’s Point of ViewThe market was lively to say the least. With various spices flavoring the air and tons of colors all around us, it nearly made the heat bearable.The later into the day it became, the more the heat seemed to suffocate us. Drew us into the shadows and under the covers of various vendors.Michael had emptied one of our bags, dragging it behind him as he went. With no shopping carts in sight, it was the best solution we could come up with to get our groceries and get the fuck out. But every stall offered something different. Had some or other nicety that he just had to see or buy.By the tenth stall that didn’t contain any food, I was swaying from foot to foot, already irritated with the entire process. Which wasn’t entirely a process to begin with, seeing as he trotted into anything that seemed somewhat interesting.“I saw a café on the other side of the market. I think I’m going to go and wait for you there.” I explained and dodged out of the spice shop we had fo

Adelia’s Point of ViewBy dawn I was well aware of where I was. Knew that somewhere in this pack Siya now roamed with my mother. Or would be roaming with my mother soon enough.Both outcomes tugged at my heart strings. Played on the most fearful part of my mind until I was tossing and turning.At night, at least, the pack cooled down considerably. Swallowed the hot air of the day whole and spat out a sheen of cold that came as a reprieve, seeing as the fan above my bed did little to combat the heat.Dreams and thoughts about my mother seemed to haunt me. With a nightmare of how they could hurt her lingering well past my waking hours. Falling back asleep had seemed futile enough that I crawled out of bed well before the sun was up.Outside, I could hear the last of the people mulling about from last night’s festivities. Some were screaming for friends whilst others laughed and danced all the way home.It reminded me of a much simpler time. About three weeks ago when life was still norm

Adelia’s Point of ViewHe sounded off. Sounded shaken to his very core. And it frightened the living shit out of me.When he told me he wanted to talk to me about my mother as well, my heart skipped several times. Nearly stopped beating in my chest. The fear was so tangible that Michael had moved closer to me. Pushed most of the weapons to the ground so that he could be close.I swallowed when he cut the call. Felt my hands trembling on my lap.“What did he say?” Michael asked, his eyes going glassy from our proximity.But I didn’t have time to indulge in my fantasies of him. Of him on me and in me. Because I might as well have just heard my mother was no longer with us. That they had already killed her because she had put up too much of a fight.“He agreed to meet with me at ten in the same café as today.” I got out through a thickly clenched throat.So many thoughts swirled inside of me. Bucked and twisted until I couldn’t hold down my puke any longer.Jumping up from the couch, my

Adelia’s Point of View It was like seeing a ghost appear out of thin air. One minute I was watching the crowd, the next she was there and she was familiar and my heart nearly gave out. My mom was as beautiful as always. Had her hair down and cascading around her in waves. Her beautiful face framed by long black lashes and a pert upturned nose. Even by wolf standards, she was beyond gorgeous. Always had been. Sometimes I wondered if I looked like her, even in the slightest, considering how stunning she was. But looking at her now, I could see something was wrong. Off. But I couldn’t put my finger on it. Her normally plump lips were drawn into a tight line. Her eyes narrowed into slits. And they remained that way, even when she finally noticed me. What I noticed next was a shock to my system. Phaedra had her arm looped into my mother’s like old friends. Beamed at me and Siya as they approached with a shark smile that sent the hairs on my arm standing on end. I wanted nothing more