The rogue and the Hunter.

Vance’s eyes were widened as he saw the two walk away from his mark and her twins.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

He quickly shifted so as to not be seen, his heart pounding.

Hunter.

A fucking Hunter.

He felt a laugh of nervousness bubble up in his chest, as he fought the urge to growl.

Did Lily know about this? Was this part of ber plan? The rogue didn’t know or care; he knew he needed to get the fuck out of dodge now before he would get caught up in it. If there was one thing that made Vance different from most other rogues, it was that he knew when to run away.

He quickly whipped out his phone and dialed Lily as he walked toward the car park of the mall. Lights flickered above his head as he entered the darkened areas of the park, where no one was.

The phone rang a little before her voice was heard.

“Have you gotten anything for me?” Lily sounded extremely blasé, but he knew that she wasn’t.

But he wasn’t in the mood to play a fucking game with her right then and there.

“What the fuck have you