Chapter 349 Den of Thieves

Ella

The crisp air bit at my cheeks as I walked the familiar route to work on Monday morning. The city, with its towering buildings and crowded streets, was awake and buzzing with the day’s promise.

I felt well-rested after my exciting weekend, and ready to tackle whatever else came my way. Even though memories of what had transpired at the wedding shower and what-ifs about the potential meeting with my parents whirled around my head, I felt at least clear-headed enough to get started on figuring it all out.

However, the moment of tranquility was disrupted by a sudden commotion-yelling, to be precise.

“My purse! Stop! My purse!”

Without a second thought, my feet veered off the path, following the source of the distressed cries. It was an old woman, clutching her bag while a Rogue tried to wrestle it away from her frail hands..

“Shut up, old hag!” the Rogue snarled, his fists clenched as he advanced on her. “Give me your purse. Now!”

The old woman shook and whimpered, her shaking hand beginning to hold her purse out. But I wasn’t about to stand by and just watch this happen. Feeling a growl rumble in the back of my throat, I called out.

“Hey!”

The Rogue’s eyebrows raised as he turned to face me. “You want somethin’, sweetheart? Mind your own goddamn business.”

“Oh, I’ll mind my business,” I snarled, taking a few more steps toward the Rogue. “Once I’m done with you.”

just chuckled. “What, a little girl like you? I’d crush you in an

but the Rogue cut

up, bitch!”

had enough.

growled. “I want to feel his bones

My body surged, Ema’s powers fuelling my limbs with strength and agility, and in a blink, I was by the old woman’s side. My

clenching my hands

tanned and leathered from days spent in the sun, was covered in faded tattoos. “Oh, really, princess?”

“Yeah, I’ll bet.”

the Rogue’s movements were erratic and out of balance, I found my feet firmly

with a swift elbow jab to the spot between his shoulder blades. He groaned, whirling around to face me, and made another move for me. This time, moving on muscle memory alone, I looped my arms around his neck and under his armpit, brought my leg around behind him, and sent him to the

the Rogue grumbled, scrambling to his feet. “You’re

I am,” I snarled. “Leave. Now.” My voice was stern, a final warning resonating in the air. Without another word the

woman, concern lacing my words above all else.

many years, softened in relief. “Oh, dear, thank you.

hand grabbed mine and

really don’t need

old woman said, waving me off. “It’s the least I can do for such a kind soul

It was unnecessary,

But it

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