Chapter 112
Stronger
Annette POV
With the weeks Iâd been here they seem to have relaxed and loosened tongues. They werenât on any
pack lands but at a retreat of some sort. I think someoneâs vacation home. They must be loaning it off
of a richer pack.
It wasnât Deacon that I could tell I thought I heard Marcus say to Deacon that it wasnât his and to leave.
Those two seemed to be in a long power struggle but I knew who would win. I had to get out of here
before that happened. He wouldnât hesitate to kill me if it weakened my husband and I wouldnât let that
happen.
From what I could tell from my small window there was a cliff behind my cell. I had to gain my strength
and wait for
an opportunity but if I escaped my cell I could get out of here at night.
My strength had slowly been returning to me not enough to be much in a fight but unfortunately for
them, I saw
where the tranquilizer was kept. Next time theyâll know to not keep it so close to me.
There were smaller men guarding me on Thursday nights and instead of Marcus watching me Simon
was in charge and I had a feeling he didnât have the stomach to attack me. I was shocked he had the
stomach to hold me against my will
at all.
Simon didnât seem cruel or deranged enough to be alright with this and the green hue that painted his
face when he had to drug me didnât tell me he was comfortable with this situation.
I tried to poke at him but he never faltered it made me wonder what Marcus had on him to get him to do
all of this. It was obviously Simon behind the injections that kept my wolf and me apart. There was no
way Marcus had developed.
them.
That man was stupid enough to include Deacon in this not having enough foresight to see the scales
tipping entirely out his favor. He wouldnât have any control much longer in fact I could see Deacon
killing him. Only an idiot invites a bigger monster to a fight and doesnât expect to fall prey to it.
I sat back in my cell and waited for the door to the room to open. The new guards came in and I looked
at the door and the frame, 3 inches of steel, was definitely bulletproof.
No worries I had lost enough weight to get out the small window in the cell but it was probably, if they
had any sense. of security, a straight drop into the ocean. It wasnât in the main house for sure, in fact, I
think it was connected by a tunnel and I was underground.
I was weak but I felt my strength returning bit by bit. I had a bit of suspicion I was becoming immune to
the silver. I donât believe Simon had time to test its effects longâterm.
He was an anal personality he liked to be thorough, not because he wanted to be safe, but because it
had to be perfect. That might be my resentment towards him talking instead of actual evidence.
The variable in my escape plan was Deacon he would show up unannounced and he wouldnât say
anything just come down the stairs and peer at me through the glass Iâm sure to check I was still there.
He knew he had his sonâs weakness in a silver cage he wouldnât let me go.
I already noticed a new set of guards here and there larger and much more stern, I did not doubt that
their pockets were newly lined and their loyalties changed. He was a smart man he knew the ice was
thin for Marcus with his pack, so many had been massacred in the war. They didnât trust his judgment
and couldnât see a beneficial enough payout.
If I waited until nightfall I could take out the camera, and snap a wire off I was weak but I can still do
that. If I did that I could sneak some silver injections off the guards- one of Deaconâs suggestions,
instead of only Simon having access they now all carried them to put me down in seconds if need be-
and inject one. Heâll just look as if he dosed off, and then Iâll get his buddy.
It wasnât uncommon for the nightshift guards to fall asleep and the men in the monitor room wonât want
to wake the technician so theyâd wait on the camera until morning. From there Iâd have to pop the
window open. Another challenge but one I could manage I had to get a large piece of sharp metal. My
bedframe could do well enough but I couldnât break it apart without them knowing right away.
1 growled realizing my plan was indeed going to take time, I didnât want to be here any longer than
necessary, and I didnât trust Deacon to not kill me to break my husband and force a surrender. My life
now swayed in the blowing wind of Deaconâs unfeeling mind.
I was not about to be a piece of plan against my family. The time for waiting was over I now had to
move quickly.
I couldnât use the cliche of ripping up my sheets to repel down to the water I had to jump and that was
where the biggest risk lied. If I hit and it was too shallow Iâd die if I looked down and there were rocks
Iâd have to climb back in. It was the leap of faith in my master escape plan.
If I could do this on a night when Deacon wasnât there and there was a steep cliff with a deep ocean
underneath me I
had a chance.
There was a lot of ifs in that statement but I had to believe in it. I had to have faith blind faith that this
would work. Otherwise I was good as dead, Deacon would kill me coming back.
I sat back on my bed looking out at the guards heads. Simon poked his head around the corner.
âDonât look too happy or he might believe his evil plan is starting to work,â he squinted at me.
âA girl is allowed to be happy on the seldom occansion she finds a reason,â
Simon looked over the cage quickly he knew what I was referring to instantly. He was very quick and I
knew that.
âDonât be stupid Annette,â he looked at me pleadingly.
âI wonât be,â
âWhatâs going on?â Marcus entered the room and I sat back further against the wall glaring at him as he
drowned about how I will soon fall in love with him and how inevitable it was.
I pictured my home as he spoke, imagining coming through the door and into my husbandâs arms. It
would happen soon enough. Soon enough Iâd see myâ¦.
âIâll be home soon darling.
After a while Iâm sure Seraphine would return to me and Iâll get stronger. Iâll stop at Nothing training and
honing my body and Iâll tell them everything I know and Iâll come back here Grayson next to me and Iâll
crack that bastardâs head open like an egg.
I had so much to look forward to.
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