Helanie:
I should have known not to trust Salem. I had been shouting and knocking on the door for a while, and nobody seed to have rembered . I bet no one noticed. Gavin and Lucy had been busy together, and with Jenny leaving the guesthouse, I bet even if Lucy had noticed my arrival, she might have thought I left with Jenny.
I was growing impatient, getting angrier with every passing minute. If I had a wolf, I would have jumped out of the window by now.
"You know what, I’m going to do it," that was it. I wouldn’t sit around and do nothing. The fact that Salem didn’t even consider confronting her when I got released made understand they were taking too lightly.
They really thought they could do anything to and not face the consequences.
I opened the window and took a deep breath as I walked out onto the balcony. Their rooms had beautiful balconies, but jumping off such a balcony would definitely cause so damage to my legs.
The cold wind brushing against my skin didn’t help either. I tucked my body in, shaking from the cold, while I looked over the railing. There was a small pattern on the walls of the guesthouse that I thought about utilizing when climbing down.
My heart was pounding so hard in my chest as I adjusted my feet on the design and then my hands to stay in the air.
However, after a few seconds of hanging on the wall, I realized it was a bad idea. I could not move a muscle. I had never been the type to go out and exercise my strength or take any combat classes. Everyone rejected my attempts to get stronger back when I was in a pack.
My teachers would force to take cooking classes, saying this was what I could do in the future. Since I didn’t have a wolf, they didn’t consider doing anything besides baking, cooking, or becoming a housewife mate of so oga.
"Okay, I am so, so stupid," I hissed at myself, shaking while pulling my body closer to the wall and refusing to look down.
The cold wind had started to stab as fear mixed with the air.
"And I thought you couldn’t be weirder," I heard soone’s voice from below, but I was too scared to lift my face from the wall. My forehead was touching the cold surface.
"Which one of the brothers are you?" I asked, knowing damn well from the voice that it was Maximus.
"Really? As if you don’t know. You know, I had been thinking about how you hadn’t ssed up again. I guess I was wrong," he said in a good mood, not in that crazy mood where he makes weird threats or scares by swinging the axe in the air.
"Okay, I admit I’m weird and everything you’re saying. But can you help climb down? I kind of feel like I’m stuck--" I stuttered, almost losing my grip on the pattern and slipping down before I grabbed onto another design and saved myself.
But I could tell my knee had been scratched.
"And why would I do that?" he inquired. There was playfulness in his tone, but I wasn’t playing. I was hanging on for my life, and that little slip had given a real-life death experience. Not that I hadn’t had one before--too many tis by now--but I was going to worry about the one in the mont.
"Because I don’t want to die," I replied in a shaky tone.
I don’t know why he was taking so long. Did he really want to die or what?
"And you wanting sothing should be my wish as well?" he retorted, making even more impatient.
"Look, if it’s too hard for you to watch survive, you can call soone else to help . But I’m kind of in a rush, and my hands are getting colder. I might not be able to hold on for too long," I said, now pleading. My voice left my mouth with much difficulty.
"Okay, you have another option. If you want, I can ask him to co here and help you," he stated from below, sounding so casual even when he could see I was struggling to stay still.
"Okay, please hurry up," I begged, my eyes closed.
"You’re not going to ask who I’m bringing to help you?" At this point, I wondered if he would keep talking about useless things even as I was falling.
"Who?" I played along, knowing he was my best help in the mont. And in my case, hanging onto his conversation.
"Norman. Do you want to bring him here for you?" Hearing his na almost made lose my grip.
"No! He’d make sure I fall and get killed," I was so frustrated that I couldn’t hide the truth about Norman’s image in my mind.
"My brother is not that bad," he sounded defensive. Great, I’d probably pissed him off.
"Ugh! Fine. I’ll help you. Lose your grip and let go, I’ll catch you," he suggested with confidence, causing to frown and grunt under my breath. Was he for real?
"Huh? I’ll die!" I complained, my voice louder this ti.
"You’re second-guessing my strength? Little troublemaker, just jump," he yelled, making shake my head.
But what could I do then? I had to listen to him. I could no longer stick to the wall, and I didn’t believe anyone else was coming.
So, I did what he asked of and loosened my grip, letting go. My eyes were tightly shut as my body floated in the air.
It lasted only a few seconds, but I was so frightened that not a single scream escaped my lips.
As I landed, I felt two strong arms catch . It was safe to say I had landed straight into the arms of my stepbrother.
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