Stronger by Ang Chris

Chapter 122

Simon POV:

“Follow directly behind me so as not to make a sound and be careful,” I told Ashely and we exited the house we snuck around the back and behind the back of several other houses.

She followed me as I crouched low below the plantar boxes and window our pack mates going on about their daily lives not aware of how ruined the morning would be.

There were two guards at the main entrance to the keep and one to the back door i moved us in a diagonal. I got up behind the main keep watching the guard as we crawled and walked out to the woods at least thirty feet. I put her behind a tree dropping the bags and she held onto them.

“Stay here, if an alarm sounds at all you drop these extra bags and run there’s a truck five miles away up the main road get in and he’ll take you to town you turn yourself into the police,” I explained memorizing her face just in case it was the last time I ever saw her again.

“Do not move from this spot do not make a sound I’ll be right back,” I tried to muster up a brave face. She nodded to me and though I could see the anger in her eyes she grabbed my hand.

“Please be careful,” she begged and I hugged her tightly kissing her head before letting her go to hide behind the tree and I ran back to the keep.

first guard was posted at the back door of our exit. The large bay window above the back door was Cyrus’s room the beta obsessed with security often checked to see what the guard was up to.

So I couldn’t shoot him…yet. Luckily he was stupid, it was old and moronic and a bit cliche but I chucked a rock into the forest opposite me he went to inspect, I quickly entered the keep and he didn’t even notice.

There were minimal guards on the inside, and people still moved about Cyrus, Marcus, and other higher–ups living here. I walked through the back door mudroom past the kitchen and dining rooms and into the grand foyer.

The people who owned this place loved opulence and showed their wealth in their design marble gold and wrought iron gilded the house. Luckily Marcus had been ordered to keep it spotless so the floor was polished to a reflective sheen, I waited in the back hall for a few moments and then hurried over to the stairwell downstairs.

It was a straight shot to the guards desk I had two ways of playing it. Go in on the defense and jab them as quickly as I could and get horribly beaten to a pulp in the process or…

“Bently,” I entered the room as calmly as I could and yes his name was actually Bently. “Did I leave my phone here?”

“Fuck if I know,” he sighed looking at the monitors. “Damn bitch just sits there at least it was interesting when she escaped,” he whined putting his feet up on the desk as he looked at Annette sitting on her bed staring at her now grated window.

I

“She’s just sitting there? Still?” inched towards him, my palm sweaty, holding the dart in my hand.

“Yeah..,” the man next to him didn’t even notice the tailed off as I jabbed him his head dangling down to his chest.

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I went over to his cohort grabbing another dart from my pocket not fully trusting myself with the pistols I’d fashioned, not in close quarters. “So bored he passed out ha!”

“What,” the man got up and went to smack his coworker awake and as he moved to stand I jabbed him in the thigh.

rolling chair

blocked from their wolves while the silver was still in their system. Traditional packs refuse the use of silver but Marcus saw that a pathetic excuse which had given my experiments freedom whereas in other packs I’d

chainsaw noises might give us away. I tipped him over

and as he opened the door shot him in the chest. “Simon?” He looked down eyes wide as the

I shot him as he reached for his walkie the line clicking

on her feet backed up her arms raised to protect herself as I entered the room and unlocked the cell

door.

held out my hand for her and the woman I had held

furious.

to?” She backed away. “If this is some

time,” I went to grab her and she took

still did she have to use all her force? My face stung and I knew it was red. “They will come down

we must go.”

me as she weighed whether or not to believe me. “Even if it is

it, she moved past me. “Wait,” I handed her the gun and pulled out the other one. I trusted

aim.

face off,” she

go,” I ordered her and started heading back up the

enough a guard was headed down the stairs investigating the open line from the walkie no doubt. Over my shoulder her arm came the gun pointed at him

“We’ll have to keep going.” I reminded myself. We went up the stairs and Annette went to keep going but I

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of the stair well grabbing

We blended into the shadows and waited for the ten seconds before the 2 new

I felt as if I had opened Pandora’s box, I could see her movements angry, sure, swift, like a panther tracking its

“This is not the moment for revenge. They‘ put you back in that cage or worse if you

for a second in the blackness of our cover. Then I heard the gun

in front of her and started walking back up the stairs and halting as I waited for the clear in the foyer. After a moment

through the small hallway and she saw the guard outside but before she could shoot him through the window

hiding beyond the wall and covering him mouth as I held my own

sinister voice came in with

cell with my own eyes,” Deacon told the boy. “Go wake him up,” he adjusted his sleeves as

my shirt and ran me out the house.

the large moss covered tree I had his Ashley behind. “Ashley!” I

saw me and her eyes stuffier dannette before

and Annette hers.

ourselves forward running had never been my strong suit but I imagine it

to

figured with his nonexistent belief in