Thalia had been silent up until we reached the bus terminal. I found myself staring at the brightly lit board, times and dates flashing through my mind. I walked over to the clerk; I pulled a couple bills from my bag. I couldn’t help my wandering gaze, my eyes flickering towards the multitude of camera’s in the bus terminal.
It was a silly thought, one driven by paranoia and fear. What if they managed to find me? Melissa and Frank were useless and would spare no effort searching for me, it was Garrett I worried about. From the look of his crisp suit and his large house, it was obvious he was wealthy. Would Garrett put forth the effort and money into finding me? I wasn’t sure.
I had to pay extra for the soonest bus to Atlanta, Ga. It would take three hours to get to Atlanta, thankfully there were no stops involved. Anxiety and paranoia clung to me along with the crisp night
While the bus ride had beensomewhat uncomfortable, Justin's presence was a welcomed distraction. Anything to keep my mind from what I was leaving behind soothed my frayed nerves.At this time of night, there were little options on flights. My options were New York,Texasand Missouri. While New York was anintriguingoption, my money would burn much faster there. The flight to Texaswasn'tuntil the early hours of the morning. Waiting until the sun crested the forest line and hung above the cloudswasn'tan option. The wait alone would unravel me, my nerves turning me into a mess of anxiety.Missouri it was.I knew little about the state, but assumed the weather would besimilar toGeorgia. Humidity tempered with the brilliant sun, warm but notnearly asblazing as Texas or California.I had
Resisting the intense urge topurchaseone of everything, I ordered myself a blueberry muffin and something called a bear claw.I sat down at one of the shiny looking booths, the striped pink and white seats gleamedmerrily. Everything in the bakery looked brand new, from the shimmering booths to the large ovens peaking over the counter.Icouldn’thelp but watch the duo running the counter in silence. It was clear they were related,most likely brotherand sister. Each had the same shade of sandy blonde hair, the same full yet pouty lips. The girl was slim with curves in the right places, looking out of place in the bakery. Iwould’veexpected to see the girl on the cover of a magazine, not at some bakery. The two of them rushed from counter to oven, to prepping tray, to cash register. Each a whirlwind of energy and determination, as I continued watching in silence.
Kade'sP.o.vI should have listened to that sinking feeling in my gut when I first locked eyes with Alpha Garrett.I should have realized why Aurora's unique eyes were so familiar.It was because I knew her father, Alpha Garrett exceedingly well. It was known he had a daughter, born from his mate but there had been no rumors of another child.In the werewolf community, illegitimate children hold the same standing. An Alpha's first born is in line for the position, regardless of the woman who carried the child.It didn't take long to figure out. The day Alec and I had gone to Aurora's house, only to find Garrett standing in the doorway, arose some suspicions. The two of us knew for sure when we saw Aurora and Garrett out at the restaurant. His eyes were copied onto her face, his nose and cheekbones identical.<
Alec's P.o.v'It doesn't matter. You won't see her again.'Grace's reptilian voice echoed throughout my head, sending waves of pain running down my chest. From the look on Kade's face, he felt the same. Grace might've been cruel and slightly insane, but she wouldn't lie. She was smart enough to tell the truth. I could see Kade's self-control slipping, his eyes darkening murderously. Kade had always struggled with self-control, rarely thinking things through. I liked to believe that was why we worked together so well. Kade was brutal and animalistic, while I was cunning and calculated. Two sides of the same coin, the same person split into two. Before Grace could open her mouth and speak any further, a deafening crack sounded in the house. Grace slumped to the floor, her head bouncing against the hardwood. For a second, I had thought Kade killed her. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head, her eyelids
Aurora'sP.o.vI wiped the napkin across my damp forehead, grimacing at theridiculousamount of flour I had managed to get on my clothes.The uniform looked much like the inside of the bakery; pink and white. Even Jake had to wear one, sporting a pink and white apron as though it were the next fashion statement. Of all the things Jake complained about, the uniform wasn't one of them.A white shirt with the words 'Beth's Bakery' stitched into it with golden thread, followed by a pair of jeans and a pink and white apron. As I walked small puffs of flour filled the air, originating from my messy uniform.Within the first three hours I was coated in a thin layer of sweat. The hot ovens and constant running about did nothing to help. Despite the sweat, I was having the time of my life.I didn't have to trudge home
Kade'sP.o.vOne Week LaterWith each passing day, my patience seemed to thin. We could find nowitnesseswho spotted Aurora that night. Our first step was heading to the nearest bus terminals, speaking with security to access the camera's. After an agonizing three days, two of four bus terminals had searched through their footage. Two had not gotten back to Alec or I. It was reasonable to assume Aurora had taken a bus to Atlanta airport and then flew from there. When my patience had run too thin, Alec contacted the Atlanta Airport on my behalf. Our territory covered Atlanta, meaning we had the authority to demand this of our people.Alpha Garrett was determined to help us locate Aurora, though his reasons differed from our own. He was still unhappy with his daughter's mates, but I could've cared less. I couldn't risk hurting Aurora or Alpha Garrett would have been rotting in the dunge
Aurora’sP.o.vOne Week LaterI had somehow managed to survive the week. Not only was I baking things on my own, Beth let me create some new desserts myself. I experimented with puff pastry, sugar icing, and fresh fruit. Some things turned out better than others, but Beth had aknackfor selling. Jake was supportive as always with his sarcastic commentary, but the moment he had tasted the chocolatecroissantsI made, he was hooked.While Beth had known my actual name for an entire week, she never pushed me to give anything more. Jake had taken my abrupt name change with little more than a shrug, flashing hislop-sidedgrin as he told me he liked the name Aurora more than Amber. While atfirst,I had listened to the two of them joke and bicker, I was now joining in. Each night I left the store, I smelled like roasted cinnamon and freshly baked puff pastry.
Thalia's frantic voice spurred something within me, and I took off in a desperate sprint. My feet slapped against the sidewalk, the sound bouncing off buildings and echoing down the barren street.'They're werewolves.' Thalia hissed, 'You need to run faster.'I veered across the street and down the sidewalk, my breaths emerging in short pants. My legs were already beginning to burn, and I thanked the heaven's I removed the boot from my foot days ago. My foot had been completely healed, a perk of being half-werewolf, I suppose. My lungs screamed in my chest, making me want to scream. While my speed and strength were heightened, my werewolf side did not affect my horrible stamina.'Don't look behind you.' Thalia hissed as I started to turn my head.A ragged scream tore through my throat as a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. A hand clamped over my mouth,