Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 114

Simon POV:

To say my mindset had shifted was the understatement of the year. Deacon was unlike Marcus in almost every way. Whereas Marcus was a shortsighted, quick–tempered, and emotional Deacon and was calm, unattached, and saw the long game.

He was a beast who would calculate in an instant how easy it would be to control Grayson through his wife. Annette was very much in mortal danger, and so was L. He would want me to do his bidding; he’d already sided out what little brains Marcus had. He knew I was the creator of the Silver tranquilizer. It wouldn’t take more than one conversation with me to figure out the only way to create something like that is to start out lethally and work your down.

He wanted Grayson incapacitated quickly my injection was the smartest route. He would try and hold my sister over me just as Marcus was doing. The difference is I knew Deacon would follow through.

Staying was no longer an option.

I couldn’t keep my work here not where it would be used by a psychopath that hated wolves and wanted to dominate the planet for monetary value.

I had to take my work and get out and I had to take Annette. I see now how horribly I’d seen things, meeting that man and seeing the darkness in his eyes scared me. It chilled my core and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he wouldn’t hesitate to kill any of us in a second. He had woken me up and I was on the wrong side.

“Good morning Simon,” Annette called to me from her cell.

She knew that I was ashamed of my behavior she saw my hesitation every time we had to interact and she wouldn’t let me look away. How her husband won any argument that I had I’ll have to ask him.

I couldn’t just leave overnight I had to plan so unfortunately Annette still had some time to suffer. I had to gather supplies and if Marcus or one of his beloved little grunts saw me stockpiling food they’d tell their master in an instant. The one thing Marcus did inspire was loyalty from the meat–headed roided out morons.

It was shocking to me he thought he could win over a woman this way. He could say all day long it was Annette’s beauty that captivated him but he was arrogant, he wanted the best, and in our world that was her.

I should have never created this substance but my curiosity and my yearning for new information clouded my judgment and I didn’t ever look into the consequences. I wouldn’t have known the word consequence when I was in the thick of experimenting.

mortified by my hubris in my quest to discover. I was a cruel man and didn’t care about others

I stood weapon in hand and a walking talking corpse to show me my wrongs. The worst of this whole situation was that I was hiding it from my sister someone I’d

the food hall and packing them up tightly. We

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had enough room at our house to save

Annette out of her cell and to find the right potency of a small dose of

would need to go to sleep quickly and without rousing the others. I’d need a way to sneak Annette out without suspicion but I had

a car to get us away perhaps I could ask for a taxi to meet somewhere

be able to

the injections. That way her strength and her wolf would return to her and then

what she’d done to the two soldiers before Marcus drugged her. She’d cut

from there somehow we’d have to find our way to her pack. Then I’d throw myself at the mercy of her husband and pray the goddess doesn’t take me the second he lays eyes

my notebook in my bag. I only had one copy of notes and Marcus had never asked or cared where they were. I needed them

magic potion.

they were glad she’d mellowed out but it was different in my eyes. I

on the prowl I didn’t blame

saw the gaze of the big dog. Eyeing up the little worms seeing who’s a

more about him than we did and the look she gave him when he saw her the true

whole time but when he entered the

as I could to try and move before she did

perhaps I just feel guilty as I should. I shouldn’t blame her if she makes an attempt and

still try and leave if Anna gets out perhaps I should still go to her at her pack and beg for mercy. That would probably be the safest choice, her husband didn’t seem to be as much of a beast as