Zara
Asshole I muttered confidently. At that ti and Nova was at sa page.
"Thank you!" I said annoyingly and left his office with a satisfied heart but wet pants.
Alpha Kane still hadn’t rembered the kiss he’d given in his office. No lingering glances or sly looks when we were alone, just his previous aloofness.
Deciphering him was even more difficult than understanding string theory.
But, putting his thoughts on the back burner, I went shopping. I want to reduce my stress a little due to shopping.
Kaysir, as usual, remained my shadow and beca my self-appointed porter. Although I insisted on carrying my own bags, he wouldn’t let . I am feeling awkward why he was carrying my bag.
As I was leaving the antique jewelry store, a man in a black hoodie with a cap pulled low over his face deliberately bumped into . It was werewolf I slled him.
He didn’t hurt , as it was only a light touch, but Kaysir quickly scolded him, rushing forward to make sure I wasn’t hurt.
"Watch where you’re going?"
The man quickly muttered an apology and ran in the opposite direction.
"Are you okay, Miss Zara? Did he hurt you?" he imdiately asked with deep concern, holding my shopping bags in his hands.
"It was just a touch, everything’s fine. Let’s go ho."
We left the mall, and Kaysir drove ho.
We arrived at my apartnt. As I reached into my purse, sothing wet touched my fingers, and I wondered what I’d put there.
Maybe my lotion bottle had spilled? But it looked like sothing with feathers. I pulled it out and imdiately dropped it on the floor, screaming loudly. My legs jerked back in horror.
Kaysir was right behind and rushed forward to see what had made scream like crazy.
It was most likely a dead lentil; its eyes had been gouged out, and its head, beak, and feathers were covered in crimson blood.
"Where did this co from?" he asked, setting my bags down and carefully picking up the dead bird.
"From my purse," I whispered, staring at the bird with wide eyes, and sothing caught my attention.
There was sothing carved into the poor bird. Keysir tried to cover it with his hands, but I caught a glimpse.
"YOU’RE NEXT."
What? This felt like another threat, and my thoughts returned to the man who had bumped into at the mall.
Did he slip that poor bird into my bag?
Since security had been increased around the office, it seed he couldn’t slip past anymore, so he chose this thod.
"Miss Zara, I need to escort you to the apartnt and then inform you."
All traces of the warm smile that had always been on Keysir’s face vanished as he took the keys from my bag and unlocked the door, letting in.
Fear gripped like liquid ice, paralyzing my senses and mind.
’Who wants us dead?’ Nova asked .
’Was it just a threat, or had soone been planning all this?’ I console Nova.
Like a robot, I walked to the sink and washed my hands under hot water and liquid soap.
My hands shook violently as I washed the blood off them.
I quietly settled down on the lounge chair and pulled my legs up to my chest. Kasir carefully checked my bag, making sure there was no note or anything else, and kept asking if I was okay.
I could only nod, too shocked to speak.
’Was the red bird chosen because of our red hair?’ Nova rolled her eyes.
’Was the bird supposed to represent ?’ I shocked.
’Could it be soone we knew?’ Nova asked too much questions.
’Could it be Marcus?’ A million questions bombarded as I covered my mouth with my hands and tried not to cry.
Kaysir was calling in the background. I knew it must be Alpha Kane, since I hadn’t called the police.
Then he brought a glass of water.
"Please! Drink this, everything will be fine. We’ll catch this man, whoever he is."
Thanking him, I took a few sips and tried not to cry. I felt desperately alone and unused to such situations. My family had always been there when I needed them, but this was very dangerous, very difficult for .
I sat I stood motionless, wondering over and over who could be trying to hurt , but nothing ca to mind.
"Could it be Marcus?" a voice ca from the depths of my mind. "He’s the only one who calls you by your bird na."
An imaginary bird.
A reasonable person would imdiately believe that a masked man could be stalking and sending threats.
But my heart refused to believe it was him. Besides, the one who bumped into at the mall was thinner and shorter than Marcus.
"He could have hired soone." Another thought flashed through my mind, and I grabbed my head in my hands and shook it.
No, he was my refuge. He wouldn’t hurt . If he wanted, he would have plenty of opportunities.
"Maybe he enjoys toying with his victims." My anxious thoughts kept returning to him, but my sixth sense refused to consider him guilty.
There were no fingerprints on the note, and I was sure they wouldn’t be found on this bird either.
Shaking off the turmoil in my head, I closed my eyes for a mont of peace when I heard Alpha Kane’s deeply concerned voice.
"Trouble!"
Is he here? Or am I imagining it, because I felt safe with him.
I turned my head toward the voice, and Alpha was standing right behind . His stern face was now furrowed with deep wrinkles, reflecting the ticulous care that remained etched in his features.
Without thinking, I jumped up and ran toward him. His arms opened to receive , and I threw myself into them, hugging him as if he were my lifeline.
I pressed my face against his strong chest and burst into tears, and he just held , slowly stroking my back, trying to comfort , but not asking to stop crying.
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