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"You can’t go home," he reminded me as he moved into my path. "It's on lockdown for the investigation."
Wait, what?
"What lockdown?"
He looked regretful, which told me this was another thing I wasn’t supposed to know about. I glared menacingly at him before he lifted his hands up in defense.
"Dimitris said we shouldn't tell you because you'd freak out. Even Onyx doesn't know about it yet."
"You're not telling me that complete strangers are going through my apartment for an investigation and touching my stuff?" My eye was already twitching as my body began to shake.
"Aurelia went in there to cast a spell to make everything look clean and hide any hidden weapons and the needle bins," Jayce grunted. "It happened suddenly. We couldn't just say no. It would make you look suspicious."
"Why would I be the one to look suspicious?! I'm the victim who got thrown out of the fucking building!"
"Someone's setting it up so that you look like the one who is triggering all these incidents because you want to take over your father's legacy!" he snapped as if I were the true problem in all of this.
I blinked a few times, baffled by the revelation he just admitted, and he groaned.
"Willow. We'll deal with this. Just be rational here."
"You speak as if you know shit about me," I huffed and moved right around him. I sensed him turning around to watch me as I began to walk into the forest.
"Where the fuck are you going?"
"Anywhere but here," I huffed. "I'm done with this shit. Since when do we not keep me in the dark? Actually, that's a stupid question. I've always been in the dark, haven't I? I'm not in the wolf club, so of course, I'd be left in the shadows of unwanted bitches. Maybe I should have gone with being a defiant bitch so you'd kidnap me and I’d just be your sex slave. Why couldn't I just be a damsel in distress?" I questioned to myself as I walked faster.
"Willow, dammit!" Jayce was walking after me as I continued on my ranting spree.
"What a fool I am. Thinking I could simply be a part of a pack and experience the joys of being a part of something like everyone else in this fucked up world. To think me, the mistake of the De Luca Legacy, just can't get one thing right. Can’t be a male, can’t reach my father's standards, never worthy enough to see my mother after being a late bloomer outcast at sixteen. Then to play this game of dress-up, five days a week, to the point that I'm stuck with being a male during the day and myself at night, so much that doing something different feels unnatural as fuck. I'm threatened by the new pack of NYC, only to join forces with them in the spur of the moment, and where does that land me? Getting bombed, thrown out of buildings, shot at, and don’t forget almost dying in that fucking sea of memories that has given me nightmares and anxiety attacks for weeks, but surely no one knows that. Not even Onyx knows that."
I laughed and began to run, and I could sense Jayce picking up his pace to try and catch me.
"All this shit for what? When the fuck is Mother Moon going to answer my damn prayers for a fucking miracle?! Am I plagued to be a human forever? To be alienated from the human realm because of the magic that thrums through my blood, then be ignored by the witch community because my magic is tainted with shifter blood that won't work? Top off the cake with being the only daughter of a fucking Alpha and I can’t even claim the throne, let alone be a part of shit! I had to work quadruple the amount to reach this very moment, and in the end, I'm nothing but discarded space?"
My eyes stung, which brought more waves of frustration, and I ran faster and faster as the world blurred around me.
"WHY AM I HERE?! What's my fucking purpose? Is this how my life will always be? Never meeting anyone's fucking expectations?! If so, then kill me once and for all and end this endless suffering that will only lead me to a lonely result of abandonment, pain, and a shackled future. If I'm so forbidden that no one in this world needs me, then finish the job once and for all and kill me!" I demanded with all my might.
"Willow!" Jayce snapped, and something crashed into me from my right side. It sent me flying and crashing into the ground. The sounds of my scream and foreign grunts made me realize I wasn't taken down by Jayce.
The strong scent of cigarettes hit me as I finally came to a stop, but I kicked the person off of me and into the air before I flipped up to my feet after landing on my back. With a snap of my fingers, I had blades in my hands, and I was ready to fight, but Jayce was right there to tackle the man to the ground. The two of them crashed into the muddy surface as Jayce's fists moved swiftly.
The man was blocking it the best he could until Jayce hissed, and he literally jumped back and further distanced himself. The scent of burnt flesh alerted me to something all wolves dread, and my eyes darted to the culprit as I noticed he had a gun in his hand that was suddenly aimed at me.
Silver bullets?! Shit!
I braced myself for impact, but bones cracked into place and our opponent and I looked to see Jayce charging at the man. He swiftly turned in time as Jayce jumped into the air, and he fired the first bullet, followed by two more rounds.
"JAYCE!" I screamed and my hand jolted forward to stop the bullets from penetrating through him. One successfully hit its mark, causing the shrill yelp that came from Jayce. Luckily, I was able to divert the other two bullets.
The enemy moved out of the way in time to avoid Jayce's massive body as he crashed into the ground, and the slim man in white turned around to fire more bullets.
I was there in a second as Jayce fought to get up. The next round of shots were released mercilessly at me. I bit my lip to muffle my screams as I took multiple bullets and fought to remain standing, which left me with five bullets in my body before his gun jammed.
"What the fuck?" the man grunted, his voice so familiar that I lifted my head to look at his eyes, which nervously lifted to meet mine.
"Garfield?"
