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 instant. Get out of here,

woman began, but the Rogue cut her off, whipping the silver

bitch!” he

I had

growled. “I want to

with strength and agility, and in a blink, I was by the old woman’s side. My claws

off,” I growled, clenching my hands into fists. “Before I

again, revealing two missing bottom teeth. His sinewy neck, tanned and leathered from days spent in the sun,

“Yeah, I’ll bet.”

balance, I found my feet firmly planted in

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 ground with a single kick

scrambling to his

resonating in the air. Without another word the Rogue slipped

the older woman, concern lacing my words above

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

my heart easing at her gentle smile. Before I could leave, her hand grabbed mine and gave it a squeeze. I felt the familiar sensation of a bit of

don’t need

me off. “It’s the least I can do for such a kind soul

five dollar bill in my hand. It was unnecessary, but a nice

But it has changed so much, and so quickly, too. It’s sad to

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