Unscramble Bailey の小説・ストーリー

Hours later, back in the safehouse, Bailey examined the case. Inside: six vials. Labeled: A-01 A-02 A-04 A-07 A-09 A-11 Only six. She was missing. “A-03,” she murmured. “Where’s your vial?” Callum asked. Bailey’s pulse slowed. “What if I’m not the original?” Then she remembered something. Wolfe’s handwriting in the corner of one document: “A-03: Untestable. Unpredictable. Essential.” It was her. But she was never accessible and that could be why she wasn't used.

After a while Maren stepped back into the shadows again and disappeared the same way she arrived, like she had never been there at all, and Bailey stood alone for a few seconds before turning and heading back. That was when I stepped out. She froze instantly, her head snapping toward me, and I saw it, the brief flicker of shock before she controlled her expression again. “Declan,” she said, her voice steadying too quickly, “you’re not supposed to be here.” “And yet here I am,” I replied, stepping closer, “what was that.” She hesitated. That hesitation told me more than anything else. “Tell me,” I pressed, lowering my voice. Bailey looked at me for a long moment, then sighed, like she had bee

It wasn’t loud. It didn’t howl. It simply… moved. A slow stretch. A cautious awakening. Fear slammed into Bailey so hard she gasped. “No.” Her voice shook. “No. No. No.” She had worked too hard to build this life. Too hard to forget. She would not let destiny ruin her again. She stumbled the rest of the way home, barely noticing the familiar streets. Her hands trembled as she unlocked her apartment door and rushed inside. The moment it closed behind her, she slid down against it.

"I need your help tonight." "With what?" the voice asked, curiosity replacing the earlier confusion. Bailey took a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking the words that had been forming in her mind the moment Carlos left the room. "I need you to get me out of the Retroferd estate as soon as possible. I need to leave before sunrise if you can manage it." "Bailey, that's not exactly something I can just…" "I don't care what it takes, I need to get out urgently and in return, I'll do whatever you want. Anything you ask of me, I'll do it…Just get me out of here.”

Coach B’s voice tore through the awkward silence as he quickly stepped forward and offered Bailey a handshake. “It's good to meet you. Noah didn't mention to us that he was engaged.” She smiled. “Of course, I know. It's nice to meet you, coach.” "Wait... Did you say your name was Bailey Sinclair?" Coach B asked, glancing at me with that confused look on his face, as if asking me, what's going on? "Oh, yes. Vivianne Sinclair is my sister." Bailey said with all smiles, and I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

Somehow she held herself together, in the public eye anyway. "Bailey." Alexander finally said. "His name would be Bailey." Alexander wasn't sure why he answered. He wasn't sure why 'Bailey' had to be a separate person to him. Why he had imagined Bailey so many times as him, and yet they were still so separate. Separate people, with different lives. Now though, Bailey started to seem more real. That terrified Alexander. He was afraid that he would become too absorbed into the possibility of 'Bailey' when it was so clear that 'Bailey' was just a fantasy.

Ian asked in a frosty tone. Bailey was stunned before she finally realized that Ian was talking to her. She felt like she might end up in trouble if she didn't leave soon. Bailey laughed awkwardly. "Um, I-I have my own place, Uncle Ian. I'll see myself out, then." She turned to give Eunice a helpless look, saying quietly, "Take care, Eunie." She then quickly fled the apartment. Eunice was speechless. Did she just get abandoned?

Bailey whispered something under her breath that sounded nothing like English. My phone buzzed again. Colton. Do not open the back door. Too late, I thought dizzily. Another message appeared. Bailey? Bailey took the phone from me with shaking anger in her hands and typed fast. Here. Nora safe. Package on back step. Silver scent. Purple lily. The reply came immediately. I’m coming. Bailey locked the door again, then turned the deadbolt with unnecessary force. Her face had gone pale beneath her freckles.

“Or meeting his fated mate and rejecting her because he deemed her not good enough for him?” Once again, my Uncle’s mouth was wide open. Shock etched all across his face. “No. Not Miles. Surely not.” He muttered, looking at my father as if he expected to tell him Ellis was wrong. “Did you know about this?” “I only just discovered it. Why do you think I moved Bailey?” Alpha Marshall looked confused now. “Bailey? What has she to do with it?”

She lifted one hand and took a deep breath, making Alex and me laugh. “You okay?” I asked, and she glared at me. “I think I’m just a bit… hormonal, maybe,” Bailee admitted. “But I will not be the one dealing with her tantrum when she can’t find it. It was out of sight, out of mind, Alex. Why couldn't it have just stayed out of sight, out of mind?” “Bash has this,” Alex said, and Bailee winced, tilting her head from side to side as she considered it before nodding and quietly wishing Sebastian good luck with her daughter under her breath.